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.
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.
When Humiliatrix Brandi catches you drooling over her at the gym she proceeds to lay waste to your ego, trashtalking your “pencil arms” and “tiny package,” proclaiming for everyone to hear that “your kind of workout involves hand lotion, sissy panties and porno,” and then (just in case you were wondering, loser) loudly informing you that you have “no chance” of dating her as she bursts out laughing in your face.
Super-bitchy bikini-clad Humiliatrix Princess Jade teases you, taunts you, arouses you and mercilessly denies you, as she trashtalks that worthless little festering pimple between your legs. All you can do is cower in shame and humiliation as you listen to Jade’s girlfriends whisper back and forth about you, belittling your manhood, giggling at you and finally exploding into girlish laugher at what a pathetic little wimp you are.
