Hi, thanks for letting me drop by on such short notice. I know it's a little weird for me to insist that you see me right away, since we don't know each other that well, but like I told you on the phone, I have some very important news for you. My girlfriend, who just broke up with you, told me all about your kinks at lunch today and I just had to tell you in person: I'm into all of those things that she's not. Yes, I mean it. I love to dominate and humiliate weak, beta bitches. It turns me on so much to laugh at, hit, kick, spit on, tease, deny and make a weak beta bitch’s life a living hell. You need to understand that this is not a game for me. Normally, I make slaves come to me and beg me to own them. But she showed me the porn that she's caught you watching and I just knew that I had to make your pathetically weak ass mine. She told me that you've played "games" with other girls but never had the real thing 24/7. I'm going to change all that for you, bitch boy. I'm going to make it so that every thought you have is about finding ways to please me. I can see that you're mine already because you're standing there, like an idiot, with your mouth open and your pathetic little penis is pointing at me in your gym shorts. Don't you dare try to cover up that sad little boner. Pull it out. I said pull it out. HA HA HA! Making you another of my life-long slaves is going to be so easy. Start stroking, bitch. Now, there are two things that you need to know before you start your new life as my slave. First: that's a clitty, not a cock. Cocks are big, strong and are there to be enjoyed by women. What you have in between your legs is so pathetic and useless that no woman will ever want it anywhere near her, so you're just a clit rubbing bitch from now on. Second: you're going to eat your own cum. Wow, you look terrified and excited, all at the same time. That's just how I want you to be. Now I'm going to give you a countdown, you're going to cum, and lick it all up. Then we're going back to my place to fit you with a chastity cage, so we can lock that sad, useless thing up until I decide to let you cum again. IF I decide to let you cum again. We’ll see...