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I dare you to try. I set the rules, you obey-or you fail like the useless beta you are. I'm giving you permission to stroke that sad little dick, but there's ONE catch: your eyes stay LOCKED on Mine. You don't glance down at My 32G tits barely contained in My hand bra. You don't let your desperate gaze wander anywhere but My eyes while I verbally tear you apart. I know exactly what I'm doing. I know how My cleavage heaves with every mocking laugh I throw at you. I lean in close, whispering every reason you'll never be a real man, and watch you struggle. Throb. Suffer. The second your eyes drop to My tits-to that perfect jiggle, that impossible tease-you STOP. You failed. Back to the beginning, hand off your dick, and we start over while I remind you why you deserve this. Real alphas get to look wherever they want. Real alphas get to touch. But you? You get to prove how obedient a rejected beta bitch can be...if you can even manage that.