Goddess Kyaa You're going to be a little loser boy for the rest of your life. There's no sense in fighting it, there's no sense in hiding it. The meaner and brattier the Goddess, the more weak and helpless you become. I'm so pretty and perfect, all I have to do is sit up here high above you on my throne and you're stupidly horny for me. All I need to do is cross and uncross my legs with sexy high heels and your horny dick gets weaker and weaker. It doesn't take much for a loser boy like you to get hard and horny. I am a Queen and you are some basement dwelling jerkoff loser boy. Pathetic! All I have to do is tease you with my long legs and that makes you so weak. You're a loser for life. Jerk your cock and say that over and over. Stroke your cock and repeat that mantra. Keep that cock in your hand, jerking and edging in a slow even pace. You're a loser for life. Say it. You're getting weaker and weaker by the stroke, aren't you? You're captivated by my perfection. I know I make your cock throb. Stroke it for me loser. You're just a little beta bitch. We both know it, there's no point in fighting the truth. You'll never be anything but a loser and deep down in your loser soul you know I'm right. That's all you are. Keep stroking and repeating your mantra, You're A Loser For Life. You can't stop. You're going to keep repeating your mantra until you make a big, sticky loser boy mess for me. And then you're going to do it again and again every time your loser dick gets hard. You're a loser for life and you know it. I want you to say it every time you stroke. You're so pathetic. You're a loser for life and now you're going to make a cummy mess for me. Good boy. This is the only way you can make me happy, by degrading yourself every time you cum.