“Since I keep you imprisoned in a chastity cage, I’m putting you on prison rations so that you can go beyond bankruptcy and devote your every last penny to Princess. As I dangle a bread crust between my expensively pedicured toes, you will assume the begging position and repeat: “All for Princess, none for me….”
“I’ve been thinking about letting you out of your cockcage for a mercy orgasm. What would you do if I brought you into my bedroom next to my near-naked body and then released you — after all this time you’ve been in chastity. Could you handle it? Do you want to try? Then come into my bedroom now…”
“I heard you started seeing a sex therapist because of your ‘crippling fetishes’ and weakness for women who ‘sexually humiliate’ you. Poor Mr Sensitive. You’re going to dismiss her immediately. I’m going to be your sex therapist. Our first session begins now: tightening your chastity cage and putting you into sissy panties…”
“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?…”
“I promised I’d let you have a ‘cummie’ for Christmas, as your reward for being such a good chastity puppy and shopping slave for me. But I didn’t promise to let you out of your chastity cage, did I, silly puppy? LOL. Get down on all fours — in the begging position. It’s time for your Christmas present…”
“Aww. Why the sad face? Is it because I’ve had you locked up in your chastity cage for weeks and weeks without any hope of release? How would you like it if I let you have a ‘shoegasm.’ Do you know what that is? Get on your hands and knees at my pretty feet. And we’ll have one together…”
“I got hired to be your office intern just to drive an important point into your little peabrain: that I own you. Completely. At home, at work, in your thoughts, in your dreams. Always. Forever. And I intend on tormenting your pathetic little package every moment of your worthless life. On your knees…”
“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…”
“You’re going to slide a pair of silky lace panties over your little package. Just for my amusement. I’m going to emasculate and humiliate you. Because I love seeing you squirm in your panties. Watching your face turn as pink as your panties brings a smile to my face. And you want to please Princess Tessa, don’t you?…”
“You have only one boss: Me. Princess Tessa. At work. In life. You clearly need to be reminded who rules you, owns you. So I am going to take your preoccupation with my pantyhose to teach you an excruciating lesson. You are going to pull my silky pantyhose tight over your caged loins. And then…?…”
