Oh. Good evening. Are you from the matchmaking service? I see. Well, come in, I suppose.
This is my... workroom. My dungeon. My... sanctum sanctorum, you could say.
Thank you. I designed it myself, and I'm very fond of the space.
Now, stand up straight and let me have a look at you.
We were matched together for the night, and I want to see what you have going on.
Go on. Turn around.
Not bad. I can work with this.
So, would you like a drink? I only allow clear liquids in here, but I can...
Excuse you? What do you think you're doing?
Did I tell you to sit down? Apologize. Now.
Why?
In polite society, making oneself comfortable in another's home requires an invitation.
My dungeon is no different. You need to show some respect.
Apology accepted. I may be your... date tonight, but I'm still a professional dominant.
And since you're here, I assumed you marked yes to the section about... tough love, right, sweetheart?
You might have noticed that I'm not in a very good mood. While that's not entirely your fault, I'd be more than happy to consensually take it out on you.
I wonder what your preferred flavor of submission is.
Hush. I didn't tell you to speak.
In fact, I don't think you need to use words at all. Men are best seen and not heard, in my opinion.
Do you need a softer hand, sweetheart?
That sad look on your face is... actually quite fetching, you know?
Perhaps I'm being unfair. Relationships are all about compromise, after all.
How about this? I'll take the lead.
You trust that I know what I'm doing, yes?
You can simply nod for yes and shake your head for no. Those will be your methods of communication.
Try it out for me now. Nod up and down.
Good job. This means yes. Shake side to side.
Mm-hmm. And that means no.
You're a quick learner. Especially for a man.
Well, it's Valentine's Day, and this is it.
This is our date. So let's have some fun, shall we?
That was a fast nod.
What do you say to some good old-fashioned degradation and denial, sweetie?
Ooh, another quick yes to that offer.
I knew you had potential, but clearly you're in dire need of some specialized instruction.
Why don't you go ahead and strip for me, and then we can get started?
What's wrong, sweetheart?
You were so enthusiastic a second ago.
Now you're hesitating. Are you scared right now?
If another woman told you to take off your clothes this early on a date, you'd probably be patting yourself on the back with your own boner.
Men are disgusting.
Surprised?
Just because I'm tragically attracted to men doesn't mean I enjoy interacting with them.
Don't worry your pretty little head, though. I'm used to spending my time and effort educating men.
But first, I want you naked. So go ahead.
Strip.
Now.
Very good. I was almost afraid you'd fuck that up somehow.
You see, I understand your perspective. I really do.
Empathizing with a man is tough, but I'm willing to do so for the sake of building a relationship.
However, I have some news you might find surprising with your teeny, underdeveloped man brain.
Ready?
Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, you're not the center of the universe?
Neither is your pathetic dick, in case you needed reminding.
I mean, look at it.
Nothing impressive. Pretty run-of-the-mill as far as cocks go.
Oh, the face you just made.
I know you think it's important, but I have no use for that.
Do you know how many dicks I come across on the internet daily?
Why don't you listen carefully while I spell it out for you?
Dick is abundant and of low value.
Your kind crawl out of sewers and basements just to jeer at women.
And then you have the audacity to get mad when we don't play along with your little fantasies on the off-chance one of us actually talks to you.
I think you need to kneel to hear this.
Now, get on your fucking knees.
The roles you cast us in all require a pretty serious suspension of disbelief.
You as the leading man?
Might as well assume Delusions of Grandeur is your cheesy character trait.
Guess what, sugar?
We are not your girl next door, yandere waifu, manic pixie dream girl, or any other romantic interest trope you assign us.
Just look how this date is going.
You have no power here.
And yet, shocker, you're actually getting hard from this.
From me telling you how disgusting men like you are.
Go ahead, touch it if you want.
Since apparently we both enjoy you getting treated like the trash you are, we're gonna have a fantastic time.
But, do not come.
I control that.
I am in charge.
And you?
Men like you are nothing.
Since your putrid cock and creepy brain are in agreement, clearly you love being degraded.
Fine, let's start off with a softball.
You wanna know a secret, sweetie?
Your cock is nothing but a pistol to me.
Is this new information to you?
Fucking clueless.
No, no, that's giving you all too much credit.
It's about motivation.
Men are entirely unmotivated to do anything for anyone other than themselves.
You're nothing but a bunch of selfish tools.
That's why you'll never be able to truly please a woman in bed.
The truth is that you don't try.
Because you don't fucking care.
Well, guess what?
Fuck you.
We don't need you to get off.
You can easily be replaced by sex toys.
Hell, even an array of household items would do in a pinch.
Ugh, look at that useless cock jerking in your greedy hand.
You're loving this.
Shall I list the things that make your dick irrelevant?
Not for me if that's what you wanna hear while you beat your meat, sweetie.
Good job.
Okay, how about...
Easy one.
A hairbrush.
Good stuff.
I wonder how many girls have stared at the ridged rubber handle.
Wondering what it'd feel like inside.
Definitely more than a fantasized about your revolting cock.
Ooh, next up.
Electric toothbrush.
Your dick is a monotasker.
Not special at all.
But an electric toothbrush?
Ooh, what an investment.
Fresh breath, clean teeth, decreased chance of heart disease.
Not to mention, increased chances of orgasm.
There's a reason little vibrating wands are so popular in solo porn.
It's super cute to watch an innocent girl explore her sensuality with something so simple and unobtrusive.
Unlike your dick.
Which is certainly an imposition, to say the least.
Mmm, what next?
Oh!
I know.
Pillows.
Teddy bears.
Soft things to secretly hump.
Moaning, late at night so you don't get caught.
Silent.
Accepting.
Comforting.
Unlike you.
Of course, women can always just touch themselves.
They know exactly how to do it.
Rhythm.
Pressure.
Speed.
You probably wouldn't understand.
I doubt anyone has ever felt comfortable masturbating naturally in front of you.
It's so vulnerable and intimate.
Nothing like the violation of a man running away at you.
Ugh.
You're getting closer to coming, aren't you?
Pathetic.
I'm literally detailing what makes you so revolting to me.
You're naked.
Kneeling.
Jerking away while I insult you.
Fine.
Let's make this as unpleasant as possible.
We're going to get you...
right there.
Listen carefully.
Do you know how much better nonmen are in bed?
They touch me in ways that make me writhe.
One of the best feelings in the world is shuddering to orgasm.
Under the touch of someone other than a man.
Feeling them explore places inside me that men like you couldn't even find with directions.
Ugh.
Are you almost there yet?
I really should be charging for this.
Jerk faster, sweetie.
I want to masturbate after I kick you out, but that means we have to wrap this up.
I want you to start begging.
Do it.
Beg me to let you come.
Ugh.
Keep going.
Do not orgasm.
Stay right on that edge.
Ugh.
Look at your hips humping the air as if you were actually fucking someone.
Now your cock is starting to twitch.
Your balls jerking up.
Good.
Good.
And stop.
Hahaha.
Oh, poor thing.
Did we just deny you?
We actually ruined your orgasm.
From the way you're shaking, I can't quite tell.
Doesn't matter though.
I consider this date an absolute win either way.
Look at me, sweetie.
Did you have fun?
Shh.
No need to speak.
Just nod or shake your head.
Fantastic.
What a submissive little thing you are.
I'm very pleased with my match.
Would you like me to pat your head, sugar?
There you go.
You did well.
And I learned exactly what I needed to know.
We're supremely compatible, don't you agree?
Perfect.
Go ahead and get dressed.
I'll go get you a glass of water.
Oh, and sweetheart?
Let's do this again soon.
Maybe your place next time?
I'll go get you a glass of water.
