What’s a girl to do with a pecker as puny as yours? Sprinkle it with powder, squirt it with lotion, and tease it to the brink as she “rubs it in” with gobs and globs of emasculating ga-ga goo-goo talk. Aww! Does da widdle sissy want to make a creamie for Miss Kendra? Maybe she’ll let you, maybe she’ll just bring you to the brink and giggle at your distress, as she ties a pink ribbon around your waffable widdle wee wee.
After keeping you caged in chastity for an entire week, Princess Tiffani knows she’s got you exactly where she wants you: panting, gasping, pleading and moaning for your pathetic release, right in the palm of her precum-drenched hand. Ready to be tickled and taunted? Ready to do anything Princess Tiffani commands? No matter how humiliating? Maybe if you deplete her wishlist, she’ll unsnap you from your cage and let you deplete your… your… “Ooh! Oh! P-P-Princess Tiffani!” Beg to make your worship puddle, loser. Go on. Start pleading with your Princess.
When Princess Tiffani tells her devious friend Princess Carlotta all about your giggle-worthy weaknesses and fetishes, Carlotta decides to tease and ridicule you by putting you through a game of “this little piggy” — using all twenty of their French pedicured toes! This little piggy is about to become THEIR little piggy — that means YOU, loser. Ready to succumb to the mercy of two wickedly cruel, supremely gorgeous sorority goddesses? Huh, weakling?
You know you’re in for an ordeal when drop-dead gorgeous, 19-year-old mall brat Princess Genni is dangling the key to your cock lock. She taps your penis prison with the key in a cruel game of “knock-knock.” She traces the tips of her long fingernails along your aching blueballs, giggling and sneering at your distress. She stares you in the eye and lavishes a lollipop with her devil-girl tongue. If you want your release today, you better beg, plead and do anything your cruel keyholder commands.
You just spent thousands on clothes, shoes and jewelry to adorn her with, in a laughable attempt to impress her. Now Princess Tiffani has you standing in the corner of her bedroom, credit cards drained, your tiny neglected dicklet at full attention. You burn with humiliation as she tells a girlfriend what a pathetic doormat you are. Will Tiffani show mercy on you and toss you one of her ankle socks? Or will she keep you desperate, blueballed and throbbing with frustration?
You just can’t help staring at that gorgeous blonde fitness trainer, Humiliatrix Princess Brandi. When Brandi catches you with a boner in your shorts, she calls you out, taunts you and farces you to kneel nose-to-camel-toe, between her powerful legs, as she mocks you, belittles you, and farces you to sniff her “princess palace” – a place you’ll never get to visit. Loser.
Other than shopping for shoes, going to the salon and working on her tan, nothing is more fun to a cruel, controlling Humiliatrix like Princess Britney than making you squirm and suffer. Now that she’s got you down on your knees, with the “teardrops” sputtering off the tip of your trembling, tickle-teased cock, the real fun begins. Just how low will you go to earn the cum command, loser? Maybe if you impress Britney with how far you’re willing to humiliate yourself, she’ll snap her pretty little fingers and let you unleash your worship piddles at her perfectly pedicured feet.
Cruel Princess Britney uses her wicked French-manicured fingernails and her adorable hot pink toes to tease and arouse you into a state of weakness, frustration and total submission to her. You’d think that after all that begging, blubbering, pleading and drooling she’s about to put you through, she’d maybe take mercy on your bursting blueballs and let them have just a little relief? Mmmm… guess again, loser. You get nothing but stiffie teases, insults, giggles, and total denial. Cuz that’s the way Princess wants it.
Did you hear that “thud,” weakling? That was the sound of you dropping to your knees. No matter how hard you try to resist, you can’t help but yield to the temptation peeking up at you: those ten perfect toes, polished in pink. Princess Michele knows very well what her shapely legs, her pretty pedicured feet, and her sinister sexy shoes do to you. And she intends on exploiting your obvious weakness for elegant feminine feet into a full blown obsession. Go ahead, droolbucket. Beg to give your pedicured princess a kiss on the tip of her pretty little toes. Who knows. If you’re an obedient little foot slave, maybe she’ll even let you spit out the shoe polish for her.
Princess Michele. Princess Perfection. Pageant Princess. Prom Queen. Ice Princess. Heartbreaker. She flirted with your fetishes, led you on, and teased you into taking her on an island resort vacation… The dinners, the diamonds, her designer wardrobe, you paid for it all… Only to learn that she was just using you, silly piggy, and that she intended all along on cuckolding you and playing you for the pecker-pants fool you obviously are. Used and humiliated, stiff and stranded, all you can do is blubber and gush into her steamy, dirty, discarded bikini bottoms. And grovel to her for your sloppy seconds.
