You’re not made for real women. You’ve always known it. A pussy-free virgin, completely unworthy of anything soft, warm, or intimate. But don’t worry—I’ve found the perfect partner for you.

Your hand is all you deserve. Raw, relentless, and humiliating. You’ll grip it tight, stroke it harder, and fuck your fist like the pathetic virgin you are. This is what you were made for—nothing more than a degrading cycle of emptiness and desperation.

Every taunt, every mockery of your failure reminds you of how far you’ve fallen and how much further I’ll take you. You’ll pump faster,...

You’re not made for real women. You’ve always known it. A pussy-free virgin, completely unworthy of anything soft, warm, or intimate. But don’t worry—I’ve found the perfect partner for you.

Your hand is all you deserve. Raw, relentless, and humiliating. You’ll grip it tight, stroke it harder, and fuck your fist like the pathetic virgin you are. This is what you were made for—nothing more than a degrading cycle of emptiness and desperation.

Every taunt, every mockery of your failure reminds you of how far you’ve fallen and how much further I’ll take you. You’ll pump faster, feeling your shame grow with every stroke, completely humiliated and completely owned.

Now show Me just how low you’ll go for Me. Let’s see how long you can last, loser.