I take you home at the end of the night and I convince you to show me what I’m working with. You’re shy, but I encourage you, teasing you with my body. But when you take it out, I only laugh. Just as I suspected, a tiny dick. In fact, I took you home because I knew you were inadequately equipped. You’re not the hunter, you’re the prey. You see, this is actually much more fun to me than going home with some possible bull. I enjoy destroying a man’s ego. Tearing you down and putting you in place. Look at what you will never have. Do you think you actually deserve sex? Your small dick wasn’t built for pussy. Don’t worry, you and I can still have fun. It just won’t ever be sex. More you on your knees, accepting your place.
