You continue to go further down the path of submission, realizing your place is beneath women. All women. You are at the bottom. I am at the Top. First, arousing and confusing you when swirling words form in your mind as you stare and submit. The smoke from my cigarette as I pull it to my lips focuses your attention where it belongs. My face, my eyes. You are now a pussy free beta bitch. You don't deserve to look at female nudity. There will be a premature instant ruined orgasm when you glimpse it. You will submit to my thorough and permanent aversion to tits and pussy, even cleavage. Don't look at my cleavage as I tease you. Eyes up here. You are mine now.