“How hilarious! You want to be a sissy cocksucker? Don’t deny it. You already admitted it! I know you want to. Well, Miss Sissy wanna-be. I’m gonna train you to strut like a cocktease. Then I’m sending you on a public humiliation assignment with a plug up your ass and jizz all over your slut face…”
“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…”
“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!…”
“Listen up, pig pen. You’re gonna get kicked into a mud puddle and crammed in a trash can, so we can flick our ashes in your mouth, stuff our dirty tampons in your undies, and dump our boyfriends’ gooey dirty condoms over your face, before we leash walk you down fraternity row as our new mascot, the oink pig…”
“By the time I’m done trying on shoes and teasing you with my stockings, legs and feet? You’re going to have rug burns on your knees, silk strands in your mouth, and a flood of pre-cum in your pants. Now kiss each of my stockinged toe tips and repeat after me: ‘I’m Tessa’s simpering foot wimp’… Kiss and repeat, again… “
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“I cut your salary. Assign you degrading tasks. Emasculate you in front of female colleagues. But you still won’t quit. When I snap my stockings or dangle a heel? You’re helplessly mine. So, the work day is over. You can go home with your dignity to your wife. Or drop to your knees and show me who owns you…”
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“You spend way too much time staring at my sexy stockings, shapely legs and pretty feet. The next time I catch you trying to peek up my skirt, I will send you to the mall lingerie store, to have you fitted for your own pair of workplace emasculation panties – to remind you of your place. Understood? Say, ‘Yeth Miss Tessa’… “
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“Why are there pre-cummy stains all over the crotch of your pants? Is it because I said I might let you help me put on my thigh-high stockings, my ankle bracelet, and my high heels? Maybe I’ll let you. Let you lay luv kisses all over my pretty pedicured toes, beneath my silky stockings. Start begging… “
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“You can spend the afternoon at your dumb jobby-job. Or you could tell a fib and come play hooky with me, Princess Tiffani. I’ll let you be my bikini tester as I max out all your credit cards. If you’re a reeeally good sugar daddi? I’ll let you pull out your widdle winkie and pump out a worship puddle for your Princess….”
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“There’s good news and bad news, jizzy pants. The good news? I’m gonna let you take me shopping for bikinis. I’m gonna give you bikini bottom lap dances and let you worship my butt and boobies until you are ready to explode. The bad news? You have to wear a locked chastity cage. LOL @ YOU, jerky wuss…”
