You think that thing between your legs is the entirety of who you are. that it makes you special, wanted, and a man. that it gives you the “Right” to worship a Goddess as perfect as I am. Isn’t that a sweet little lie you tell yourself? But truly to be allowed to worship a goddess as perfect as I am you’ll have to give that up. Lock it up for me, it’s useless. Just a tiny issue to inflate your sad ego. Only by proving you’re willing to give this sad, useless part of yourself up will I even “Think” about acknowledging your existence. But even just that slim opportunity is enough for you to g... Show more