Life in the beta lane comes with its share of consequences, and here’s one of my favorites: betas don’t own their cocks. Not a single stroke is yours to command without my explicit permission.
Look down, then up at me. That’s MY cock nestled between your legs. Every twitch, every throb, belongs to ME. Do you understand?
“Yes, Goddess.”
You never truly had control, perhaps you didn’t grasp the depth of your submission. But now the truth stares you in the face. No more denial. This isn’t just a fantasy; it’s reality. Hate to break it to you, but that cock? Always been MINE, 24/7.
