Stupid beta virgins literally repulse me. I get off on hurting little timid weak men for the fun of it, so I make sure to include regular beatings into the schedules of the slave boys I keep in chastity. It's hilariously pathetic how much shorter and uglier this beta male is than me. I tower over him; he could never handle a beautiful tall Goddess like me. I slap him until he cries while hurling mean insults at him to break his will. I remind him his dick will never be used.

I make him face the wall to begin his beating. Using my pink whip, I lay into the weak slave's back with no ...

Stupid beta virgins literally repulse me. I get off on hurting little timid weak men for the fun of it, so I make sure to include regular beatings into the schedules of the slave boys I keep in chastity. It's hilariously pathetic how much shorter and uglier this beta male is than me. I tower over him; he could never handle a beautiful tall Goddess like me. I slap him until he cries while hurling mean insults at him to break his will. I remind him his dick will never be used.

I make him face the wall to begin his beating. Using my pink whip, I lay into the weak slave's back with no intention of stopping soon or going easy. His smooth back quickly becomes raised and red with lashes. I mock how weak he is for his ability to endure so little of my power. I continue my beatings until he is squealing in terror and trying to slip away from me, but I grab him and throw him to the floor. I need to hurt him until he truly feels as broken and useless and every girl views him.

Curled up in a ball on the floor and full of fear, the beta feels my platform shoe press his head down and I bring out my paddle on his well whipped ass. This almost immediately pushes the slave past its limit, but I gave him merely a moment's repose before I finish what I came to do. The paddle is hell for the slave as it is worn out and weakened already. You can hear his cries diminish into hopeless whimpers as he accepts his place as dirt beneath me. Finally, I kick him onto his back to finish him off.

On his beaten back he is made to lie as I trample him into a pulp with my heavy and rigid platform shoes. I weigh over 30kgs more than my slave and it shows in how strained and purple his head and neck become trying not to just burst like an insect beneath me. The slave is losing the will to resist and seems to be slipping in and out at this point. I tell him that I'm going to bring over a bunch of men later to use him as their doormats and continue to beat him all night long. Then I'll start over again tomorrow. Such is the life of an ugly virgin beta.