Silly little bitchboy! You’ve found yourself in the clutches of three Mistresses, and of course, you’re always in the wrong. So Mistresses Nicolette Rule, Quinn Helix, and I take it upon ourselves to put you in your place. You’?l always be the butt of our joke, suffering at the expense of our laughter. Your ass gets so bright pink when we cane you, whipping you until you dance and shake around. What a scared little bitch. You must be so overwhelmed. You know we like it when you’re scared, right? We take our turns striking you and laughing at your pain, and when we’re done, we’re going to leave you strung up on the St. Andrew’s cross to whimper in your own fear.
