You've been acting like a pig lately and can't stop staring at women's cleavage. You know a lowly beta like yourself doesn't deserve to stare at all that glorious cleavage, but your little beta brain gets so turned on wondering what their nipples look like under their shirt, you just stare in awe like a little pervert. If you're so desperate to stare at titties, stare at mine. I command it. Stare and drool at my perfect cleavage as I get up close and tease you with my handbra. You have to follow my rules, of course, and only stroke if/when I allow it, like a little submissive puppet. The remainder of the time you will sit on your hands to resist all temptation to touch your tit-aroused dick. Obviously, nipples are not an option, as you only deserve censored tits. Is this a punishment? You bet. Next time you'll think twice about staring at titties. That's for real men to ogle at.