A quick rundown of your humiliation. You need it crave it- to be put in your place. I spell out exactly what is wrong with you, what distinguishes you from the pack, makes you a loser, not a fuckable man. You're a hand wanker for life. Hearing my curt rejection of your entire existence turns you on. You can help but throb as you look deep in my big brown eyes & hear my pretty little mouth cut you to pieces.