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I’ve had it up to here with your disrespect, with your immaturity, your lack of appreciation. I mean… Look at Me. I could have any man that I wanted. So why did I choose you? I should leave right now. Look at you… Groveling, begging for Me to stay. How pathetic! You’re going to have to do something very big if you want Me to consider giving you a second chance. What’s that? You’ll do anything I say? Alright. Prove it. Stroke your cock. Stroke like it’s the last orgasm you’ll ever have, frenzied and desperate and begging. At the end of it all, you’re going to eat your own cum for Me. You’re going to slurp down an entire load of that big sticky load, even if it makes your stomach twist with disgust, even if it makes you flush with shame. You’re going to lick it away, cleaning away every single drop. Perhaps then you will earn a second chance. Perhaps I’ll even stay.