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Gary … “curious as to how a Mistress might view my cock”? Let me make it clear: this is not how a true submissive approaches a Mistress. A real man, one who understands respect, would know to ask politely, fully aware of the privilege—and the imposition—of asking us to look at such a nasty looking penis. But instead, you saunter in with this casual, cocky “curiosity,” as if you’re doing me a favor by letting me view that sad excuse for a cock. Well, I view it as nothing more than pathetic—about as pathetic as you are.

And don’t think I didn’t notice your cheap little tricks, Gary. That band around your balls? I know exactly why it’s there. You needed it just to keep that pathetic thing up, because without it, I’m sure it would just be floppy and sad. And let’s not ignore that angle you chose—it’s clearly an attempt to make it look bigger than it really is. But I can see right through it. What you have there is a teeny weenie, no matter how you try to dress it up.

What I’d Do to That Dick:

Nothing. Stuck-up men with no respect don’t get anywhere near me. Instead, I decided to give a real man the night of his life—all in honor of your pathetic little submission, Gary. I went out, found the first guy at the bar who met my requirements, and asked him if he wanted to come back to my place so I could ride his face. Naturally, he agreed without hesitation.

Within minutes, he was naked on my bed, and I was sitting on his face, letting him explore and savor every inch of me. His tongue was eager to please, and oh, did he know what he was doing. While he worked to bring me pleasure, I pulled up your picture on my laptop and wrote this review. The laptop rested on his torso, screen pressed against his hard cock—a real man’s cock, mind you—as I finished typing and reached the peak of my pleasure.

Oh yes, this lucky stud got to be used well last night, Gary, and he made sure I was thoroughly satisfied. Because that’s what a real man does. He doesn’t rely on tricks or attitude—he simply delivers.