Young Sir

Sometimes you forget you are a dog....

Think about it, two sadists want to have some fun, but they don’t want to hurt each other. So, they pull you out of your cage in the basement, dragging you up to their room by your hair.

They’ll take turns beating you, humiliating you, shocking you, making you cry, and making fun of your denial. They’ll inspire each other to be more mean to you, offering suggestions on how to increase your suffering even further. They’ll laugh at the drippy mess you can’t help but making, even though it hurts so much. Maybe one will straddle you and pin you down so you can’t squirm while the other canes you relentlessly.

Your orgasms are a waste of time.

Your pleasure is irrelevant.

You’re meant to edge.

Edging keeps you pliant.

Your purpose is to be desperately horny.

Your dripping mess entertains others.

Your brain deserves to stay empty.

1. Get naked, go under the table, lick his shoes

2. Do something generous for whichever girl triggered the insecurity

3. Gag self and masturbate in the corner of the room or behind his chair

4. Identify something the *opposite* of what a girlfriend would do. Something abject and losery, something sacrificial.

Tell her three things about her that make her better than you.