Soft, sultry whispers. Tingles run down your spine while I brainwash and mesmerize your boy brain. Implanting heavy triggers. Every loser needs this humiliation confirmation.
You are a loser. You know this. The universe knows this. And that’s ok. It’s time you get over your fear of being a loser. It’s time you embrace your new life. If there wasn’t losers, there wouldn’t be winners. So consider this “taking one for the team”. A great way to come to terms with embracing your loserginity, is to punch yourself in the dick 25-50 times a day. That will help you cope with your ...
Soft, sultry whispers. Tingles run down your spine while I brainwash and mesmerize your boy brain. Implanting heavy triggers. Every loser needs this humiliation confirmation.
You are a loser. You know this. The universe knows this. And that’s ok. It’s time you get over your fear of being a loser. It’s time you embrace your new life. If there wasn’t losers, there wouldn’t be winners. So consider this “taking one for the team”. A great way to come to terms with embracing your loserginity, is to punch yourself in the dick 25-50 times a day. That will help you cope with your inner loser, also, hopefully lower your sperm count in case you trick a woman some how into pity fucking you. We don’t want your DNA spreading. Another fantastic way is to lock your loser tool in chastity and swallow your key. Refrain from masturbation because madturbation is pleasure and pleasure isn’t allowed for losers. The only pleasure losers get to partake in is paying hot girls to ignore them. Like me, kinda like what I’m doing right now. Yes, you’re being trained, programmed and brainwashed into being my perfect little cash robot. Obedient, stupid, don’t talk back, just do. Just the way I like it. I don’t like fake men who try to pretend they’re a man. Never try to top from the bottom or I’ll see to it you get castrated. Get my name tattooed on your body somewhere. Somewhere like your dick so every time you take a piss it’s a reminder I’m graciously allowing you to do so. Don’t take that for granted. Don’t take any tiny life pleasures for granted because I can take them away at any moment. From now on I want to choose which outfits you’ll wear each day, and slowly replace your boxers with pink frilly panties, sissy. No more porn or pumping to nude chicks. You now get to pump to furniture catalogues and doorknobs idiot. Debt, loans and squalor have replaced all old life goals you had for yourself, as you are completely useless unless you are paying me. You need to talk to me, you’re so lonely. You’re so desperate for my attention so if you want it you have to work 6 jobs. Deliver pizza once you get home from the office and on weekends become a taxi driver. Sell all belongings, walk or bus to work is the key to becoming the best version of yourself. I am a higher power and I know your needs and desires. I will make sure your needs are met. I am your god and I am doing this for you. To better your life. I know that you know that I know you need to be exposed and by my hot brat tits. You need me to control and take over your life. It’s much easier to let me think and make your decisions for you. It’s hard pretending to be a man all the time and I am much smarter than you are. I’m superior and beautiful and you trust that I know what’s best for you. You may think I am being tough on you but tough love is what you need since your step-mother coddled and hugged you too much and you step-dad, not enough. You are the product of your environment and I am going to fix you and make you my perfect trophy loser. Fake and notoriously my biggest fucking loser project. Becoming my reject has been the most prolific experience of your life, and I promise you will thank me for it. Take a deep breathe. Let’s count down from 10, with each passing number you will envision my enormous breasts and a tingle will run down your spine. This euphoria is normal and it is validation that what I’m saying to you isn’t just bullshit. You are a loser, and you will become a great one.
