“Why should I just dump you when I can humiliate the fuck out of you and THEN dump you? Like, compare your shrimp dick to your friend’s huge cock, show you the condom he used to fuck me, rub it in your face, make you eat his cum, and command you to jerk into his dirty condom before I break up with you for good…”
“The more I degrade you, the more you keep coming back for more. What if I told you to kiss my ass? You’d do it, of course. You’d french kiss my perfect ass if I let you. But what if I told you that kissing it would disqualify you forever from me taking you seriously as a man? Would you still try to kiss it, hmm, piggy?…”
“I keep getting hotter and you keep getting more pathetic. You pay for my workouts, making me even more attractive, while you get flabbier and more forlorn. Maybe if you stuffed one of my stinky-divine workout socks into your yap you’d stop whining and your blubber guts would stop expanding… “
“I love it when guys fight over me. It turns me on. The winner gets a real-man reward. And the loser? The loser gets humiliated, of course. So. My boyfriend found out about you. And he’s on his way over. Are you going to try to impress me? Or are you going to crawl into the closet and hide there like a scared little baby?…”
“When I was your girlfriend you bored me with all your weird fetishes. Now it’s time for me to get my revenge. I made you a date with a hot gay guy who’s into dominating sissy straight boys. You’re gonna go on that date — and serve your new master. Or I will tell everyone you know about all your humiliating fetishes…”
“I’m bored with all the jewelry and clothes you give me, bored with the way you let me slap you around and abuse you. So today? I fucked your superior in our bed and saved his dirty condom. That’s your dinner, sweetheart. And as far as sex goes? You can sissy-spank yourself off into his condom. While I laugh at you…”
“Men with no self-control disgust me. Look at you in your chastity cage: a flabby, paunchy, pathetic little pansy of a man, slimed in your own drool and precum. Now look at me in my bikini: the definition of feminine perfection. Get on your knees and prepare to hear the unvarnished truth about yourself, imbecile…”
“Let’s see if you’re up for a little challenge. I just put on my sexy holiday lingerie. Why don’t you come into my bedroom, take a good look at me, and see if you can wear the ‘man-pants.’ Do you think you can do it? Or will you be intimidated by me — and start whining like a little crybaby in need of punishment?…”
“What’s the most humiliating thing about being my cuckold? The way I ignore you when I’m doing my makeup for him? The way I flaunt my butt and boobies in your face and sneer at you? Or the way I make you cream my dirty panties in my closet — one spitload for each time my stud fucks me? Huh, loser?…”
“Do you remember the very first time I humiliated you? The funniest thing isn’t how I embarrassed and emasculated you. It’s that you became a willing little puppy dog to your cruel mistress. And still are. Weakling. Do you remember that day? Because you’re about to relive every moment with me, loser…”
