Dominance Play

You Are My Pet

The Dominance Play is always fun for me. I like to be the one who takes charge. Bend to my will—Grovel at my feet. Kneel before me like the swine you are. That’s my favorite view, you on the ground like the gum on the bottom of my shoe. But even that’s too much credit, the gum on the bottom of my shoe is a minor annoyance. You are nothing. Not a thought, you exist to please me. Nothing more, nothing less. That is the Dominance Play. I know you are afflicted. And you beg for more. I will break you down in so many different ways, and you will still not be good enough.

I welcomed you into my domain. The mood is set: crimson candles, dim light, and echoes of “Requiem Mozart” playing low in the background. I’m sure you’re too uneducated to know what good music is, though. Which isn’t your fault, still, it makes the Dominance Play that much more enjoyable. Because we both know you’re not adequate or equivalent in any way. You kneel because that’s where you belong. It’s the natural order; you love being here to serve such a fine specimen. I’m beautiful, I’m smart, I’m well-traveled, I’m everything that you don’t deserve. That is my power. Which is exactly why you participate. You know that I am a better woman than you deserve.

Oh, you indulge this Dominance Play

However, I will allow. Knowing one day I will be bored, you are no longer of use. That will crush you, while I never think about it again. Why, because no matter what you do, how much you spend, how much you love me, how much you care, you are insignificant in every sense of the word. While you despise it, you love that you are even granted the opportunity. Which how sad for you to be so sad, lonely, unimportant, and pathetic. You give your everything to someone who knows you’re beneath them.  Honestly, that’s the best part; your existence is only meaningful because you’re tied to me. Other than that, nothing is interesting or special about you. There will never be either.

Now for the best part. Strip, as my eyes look you over. You can see the disappointment. You are no man. Flab, hairy, out of shape, little dick. That is the essence of this Dominance Play. We are not equal. I am so far about you. You should thank me for even subjecting my eyes to such a travesty. You are not the specimen any woman would want. Nothing about you can make a pussy wet.

Dominance Play To The scum Of the earth

Nothing about you can please a woman. So you subject yourself to the humiliation you truly deserve. Knowing you can never be half the man you want to be. This keeps me a Power Player in this equation.

While you do nothing to please me, because deep down you know nothing about what is pleasurable. Nothing about you is anything more than ordinary, and that’s at best. Mostly, you’re mediocre or below average. You will be graced by a woman of my standard, which is a blessing to you. No matter how many times I berate you, humiliate you, or disrespect you. First, I begin playing with and laughing at your man tits for my utter amusement. Obviously, we both know there’s nothing sexual about a man walking around with tits. You look like a cow with huge udders. Then I slap around your bear gut. You are the epitome of peak in high school. Tragic truly. You have no Dominance to play here, do you? I own your mind and soul. I will never want to own that sad body with that twezzer dick.

Now let’s go lower to your little pencil dick

Couldn’t stretch out a hair tie, much less a pussy. What’s a man with a twizzler dick going to do to please a woman? Next, bend over, let’s see those little flap jacks you call an ass. Like you literally sit on your back. Everything about you is disgusting, which is why Dominance Play is the only way any woman would ever grace you with their presence. You are nothing but a walking, talking atm. That is your job. You do what I say. Because you want to make me happy.

How does that feel? To know you’re unworthy.  Truly unworthy of even basic decency. Definitely not an attraction. So maybe if you do enough, a woman may give you the time of day. You refuse to put in the effort, love, and care, and won’t get a woman’s pussy wet. Carnal desire does. That’s something you’d never inspire in any woman. Really, the only Dominance Play is that you do what I say, since you are talking with the Mistress of phone Sex.

My wish is what I command. That little worthless dick will never do anything for me or any woman, for that matter. You show up every time empty-handed and expect my attention? Misery loves company, and Johnny Pocket Rocket knows that firsthand. Neither of you is worthy and has the world’s smallest dicks. You will get on your knees and suck each other’s tiny little dicks. I will get what I want, and I want to see both of you getting a nice cream pie. Suck that little ass jellybean prick good, or there will be consequences for your actions.

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