“Look at you. Home alone again on Saturday nite while I’m doing my lips for my boyfriend. I’ll take pity on you, little loser boy. Do you want to jerk your widdle penis while Princess teases and humiliates you? Why don’t you steal a pair of stockings from mommy or big sister. And I will handle you from there, wussy… “
“I work at the fastfood drive-thru where you get your lunch. I smile when you flirt with me, even though you make me sick. My boyfriend and I are animal rights activists. I’ve been putting his ‘special sauce’ on your burger, you idiot. And the only reason I agreed to date you is to make you eat your own cum…”
After she catches you staring at her, as she sunbathes in her sexy swimsuit, Princess Aly teases the little pecker poking up in your pants. She tells you that she’ll let you make a worship puddle at her feet – as long as you do it in a doggie dish… while she laughs at you, taunts you, and describes what you’re doing to her girlfriends. Will she allow you to spit it all out and then force you to lick the bowl? Will you degrade yourself and do it? Huh, loser?
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.
