Locktober is coming up, and it’s long past due for you to lock that microscopic “cock” up! You’re not a real man, and never will be. So why keep pretending? Your place is beneath my designer heels with your key around my neck, desperate to please me. You know you don’t deserve any pleasure. A loser getting sexual pleasure? Gross! Orgasms are for real men, not betas like you. Once you hand over your key, you’ll be so weak for me you’ll do ANYTHING I say. So pathetic! But you’ll LOVE having me as the center of your universe. I promise.