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Aww, look at you—already hard? That tiny thing is the saddest excuse for a cock I’ve ever seen. Seriously, it’s almost cute… in the most pathetic, laughable way. You know what it reminds me of? This. [holds up her phone, flashing a picture of a tiny mushroom] Yep. That’s what I see when I look at your little embarrassment. A stubby, squishy, useless mushroom. And yet… here you are. Ready to stroke for me. It’s adorable, really—thinking you’re good for anything other than being humiliated. But I’ll let you. I’ll let you stroke that sad little thing while I laugh at you. I’ll tell you exactly how to do it. When to touch. How fast. When to stop. Because even though you’re useless… you’re still mine to control. You want to stroke for me? Then be a good little mushroom-dick loser and follow every word. Because the only pleasure you’re allowed is the kind I give you. And even then… I might not let you enjoy it.