“Oh my gawd, look at you, loser! Look at what a stupid imbecile you are! All I have to do is see your face and I can’t help but bust out laughing at you. Or maybe it’s because I caught you unzipping your pants. Or maybe it’s because you’re that fucking pathetic…”
“Have you ever imagined what it’s like when girls talk about you behind your back? Does the idea of me telling my girlfriends all about your pathetic little pecker and your feeble attempt to fuck me make you want to shrivel up and hide? Good. Because I am about to humiliate the hell out of you…”
“I know you hump your pillow and pretend it’s me you’re fucking. What a sad little dork you are. Do you really think your crusty pillow is what pussy feels like? Why don’t you show me what you do when you’re alone in your room thinking about me, dweeb. Do it for me, so I can laugh at you…”
“We are gonna drain you dry before your Valentine date like the laughable litle fuckface pussy-ass wimp you truly are. Then you can fake it for her with your limp little dick. All for us, bitch panties. None for your date.”
“Want out of your cage? Drain your credit cards to help me cuckold you. Get me wet for your rival’s big cock. Stick a vibrator in your ass and beg to fluff him as you suck my toes. Beg to cum as I crush your bursting blueballs…”
“Here’s the deal: You get to help make me look hot for my Valentine stud. If you can slip my anklet over my sexy toes without sputtering precum all over your cockcage? I’ll unlock you early and let you bust your load like a man….”
“After eleven days in the cockcage your poor little pecker and bursting blueballs must be ready to explode. If you do a really good job of kissing my ass? Maybe I’ll grant you early release from your cockcage. Get on your knees….”
“I’m gonna spit on your pecker, stick my gum on your cage, pinch your blueballs and laugh in your face as my girlydrool drips down your scrunched-up stub. How icky! How awesome! HA HA! Princess Heather owns you!…”
“Poor baby. I can feel your little pecker trying to get stiff when I scratch my nails inside your cock cage. And your blueballs are just about bursting, huh? Well, it’s gonna get lots worse by the time you leave my bedroom…”
You’re going into the cockcage for the next two weeks. But before you’re locked into the penis prison, Missy might let you cum one last time. You only get to cum if you’re willing to do it EXACTLY the way Missy commands you to do it…
