You Are Nothing But A Belly Wimp

(This is a custom clip and I can make one for you too! Just send me a DM!!) You're standing, facing the camera, wearing your belly-baring finest outfit. You look right at me and tell me about how you saw those bullies gang up on me and hold my arms back and beat up my belly with their firsts. You tell me in delicious, humiliating detail how I got my bare belly beat up, how I can't take a punch in the belly. What a belly-wimp I am. You enjoy describing how the fists slammed into my belly, how I doubled over or fell to my knees when they let me fall. How I begged them not to punch me in the belly. I'm just a belly-punch loser, and you saw it all. As the video goes on, you become more and more aroused telling my I'm nothing but a pot-bellied wimp, and describing how the punched me in the belly -- right in my belly!. All this time you've been displaying you belly-button to me. You taunt me about what a belly-button boy I am, how I'm such a slave to a beautiful bare belly like yours. But I can never worship your belly-button, because I'm just a belly-wimp. As the description continues, you begin to touch yourself, through or under your outfit, and to move toward orgasm, all the time keeping up your stream of comments about my belly beat-down -- right in your belly! They punched you right in the belly. It ends with your climax and a satisfied grin.