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| My dick really is tiny. My mistress used to mock me and roll her eyes every time she looked at it. I couldn't please her. I'm pathetic. I feared her, yet my slutty little stub of a cock got wet when she insulted me, I crave her cruel words. My tiny dick won't get hard without her. Thinking about her makes my useless little cock dripping wet. I crave her yet I fear her. I am pathetic without her.
My tongue aches for her shoes. My body longs for her cruelty, her hands around my throat. My tiny cock throbs, limp and wet when I remember how it felt when she fucked me.
Without her, I barely exist.
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