You’re not deserving of pleasuring yourself to my flawless ass. I forbid it. Instead, I want you to sit there, utterly powerless, as you behold something far superior to anything you’ll ever be. My ass reigns supreme—it’s the pinnacle of your existence. Nothing in your life will ever surpass it. Think you’re strong enough to resist? I couldn’t care less because I know you’re not. Your weakness for ass is glaringly obvious—you’d obey my every command without hesitation. Perhaps I’ll permit you to stroke, but only if you’re not too broke to afford my stroking fee. My ass is too divine for you to enjoy without paying me. What else could possibly be more deserving of your money? Absolutely nothing.
