My darling, pitiable plaything, assume your position at my feet. Each delicate caress of my toes should serve to underscore your woeful inadequacy, how you could never truly satiate me. While I bask in the attention of genuine men, you’re relegated to merely hearing tales of my adventures and dealing with the subsequent remnants. Should I decree that you’ve earned a moment of release, understand that each ounce is a symbol of your inconsequence, which you will cherish as the harsh reminder it undoubtedly is. You see, while others ignite passionate cries from me, you’re merely left grappling...

My darling, pitiable plaything, assume your position at my feet. Each delicate caress of my toes should serve to underscore your woeful inadequacy, how you could never truly satiate me. While I bask in the attention of genuine men, you’re relegated to merely hearing tales of my adventures and dealing with the subsequent remnants. Should I decree that you’ve earned a moment of release, understand that each ounce is a symbol of your inconsequence, which you will cherish as the harsh reminder it undoubtedly is. You see, while others ignite passionate cries from me, you’re merely left grappling with the residual echoes and disorder."