“You don’t get to fuck me. I brought you into my bedroom just to humiliate you more severely than I do at work; to strip you of your manhood completely and make you swallow your pride. Power makes my pussy wet. And I’ve got all the power in this relationship. As you are about to learn. Open your mouth…”
“If you wish to serve as Goddess Rhianna’s personal sissy slave, you’re going into chastity. Permanently. You can beg to dispense with that little erection of yours — into your dog dish, before I lock you into your penis prison. Forever. All right, sissy slave. You may begin begging Goddess for your final release…”
“Once I tease your DNA into my dirty bikini bottoms? I’ll control you completely. I’ll be able to destroy you. So, if you were smart, you’d resist me. But I have a feeling once I start teasing you with my jiggle tits and ass? That you’ll weaken, stiffen, and incriminate yourself into my panty bottoms…”
“Your ejaculations are like the droppings of a disgusting little animal. Which is why I keep you locked in chastity. For the few minutes each month I let you out of your cage, you can’t help but paw at yourself, can you, puppet? The meaner I am to you, the more you yearn to demonstrate your helpless devotion to me….”
“Have you ever wondered how the women you’ve dated talk about your useless little dick behind your back? You’re about to find out. Straight to your face. I’m going to dump you for having a ridiculous little dick and then describe your tiny manhood in humiliating detail to my girlfriends. Fucking loser…”
“You came to Humiliatrix hoping one of the Princesses would have mercy on you and let you cum? Okay, dumb dumb. Get on your back, lift your hips and pull down your shame panties for Princess Becky. You’re going to fuck your own face and swallow, exactly the way I instruct you to…”
“Your desperation boners are a source of amusement to me — and not merely because they’re so tiny. All I have to do is mentally program you with the image of me in my bikini, and it’s like I’ve got you on puppet strings. So. Here you go little mister puppet pants. Take a look at me in my bikini, and repeat after me: …”
“As you hear the click-clack of my high heels approaching, you drop down to your hands and knees, anticipating your punishment. When you see that I’m wearing my five-inch stilettos, you know I’m going to destroy you. Pull down your pants. I’m gonna crush your package and peg your little asshole with my heel…”
