You LOVE me. You want to hug and cuddle me. You wish you were waking up in bed next to me. That’s so sweet. I know you even dream about me. But NO, no, no, that will never, ever, ever happen. Does that make your cock get hard when I tell you no?

You crave my rejection. You couldn’t handle me. I need a real confident, strong man with a huge cock. You are just a loser who sits by his computer all day.

Tell me you love me. Scream it, call out my name. Become further entranced with me. Get down on your knees and worship me. But know… that you will never have me! This video is the closest you will get you little tiny dicked loser!

I love listening to how much you love me. And I love telling you NO. It is so much fun to reject you. To feel your love, your devotion and then push you further and further away. The sad thing is, this only makes you want me more and more. You are my slave.

Now tell me you know you will never have me because you are a loser. Tell me again and again, “I love you, but I know I will NEVER have you.” Hahaha. You see I know how to keep you coming back for more by rejecting you. I am deep inside your head.

Look deep into my eyes and listen as I hypnotize you with my words.. no… never… never gonna happen. Loser

We’ve all had hangovers. When you wake up feeling like shit. Well today I’m going to talk to you about a pay piggy hangover. You know what I mean by that don’t you? Weren’t you just raped out of your wallet last night? And today you woke up feeling regret and stupidity. But last night you were just sooo into it, you were in a trance.

You are so into financial domination and sexy brats who take your money. They are so mean to you and you can’t help but pay more and more. And then after hundreds of dollars later, you finally get off and pass out.

And you wake up the next morning feeling like shit, realizing how much money you just spent! Your head hurts. You check your bank account to see the damage, you little piggy bank.

And because I am so sexy, and I want you money, you will go do it again for me, wouldn’t you. I don’t care what you have to do. Get a loan, go to a loan shark, do whatever it takes and I won’t care at all how you feel the next day. You can have all the regret in the world.

I love knowing that I totally raped your wallet. I love knowing that you slept in your own cum, completely financially drained. I love that now you don’t have money for the things you need, like food, bills, or something for your wife.

The sad thing is, you will do this over and over again. You love hurting yourself, and I love taking advantage of that. Just like a drunk with a hangover. No matter how bad you feel, you need your fix again. Cash cow hangover, ha! You deserve it loser!

Do you like my new six inch heels? Do you like it when I hover over you like the Goddess that I am? I see you drooling, I know you want to get down on your knees and kiss and lick them. Some stupid loser bought these for me, of course, I picked them out, and they were very expensive! And he didn’t even get to lick them.

Do you deserve my new heels? I mean, what have you done for me? Worshiping my heels is a privilege. You are too pathetic, you don’t even deserve to lick the bottom of my new heels. There are guys who spend their entire paychecks just to get on the floor in front of me.

I think maybe I’d crush your balls with these platforms. And then maybe if you beg and pay, I might let you kiss them. Wouldn’t that be nice of me, loser?

Just stare at my feet and heels. They are so sexy, so seductive. You are completely hypnotized by my sexy, young feet. Watch as I dangle them in front of you, sheer perfection.

Put your fucking nose up to the computer and sniff and lick my heels. Fucking loser, idiot boy. You can enjoy my feet from behind your computer screen because you don’t deserve my feet in real life. It takes a special foot whore to get that honor.

So while you sit there jerking your little dick to my feet, know that you are NOT my foot slave. You are just some jerk off, cumming on his floor. A real foot slave, buys me things, cares for my feet, doing anything he can to keep me happy. Jacking off makes you a loser, not my foot slave! You mean nothing to me.

Hi, I’m Charlotte, and I’m a real Las Vegas stripper. I can tell by looking at your face that you’re just another one of the thousands of tiny dick losers who come through the club each night. And you too are such a fucking dork. You are all such losers, you all think that we like you, but that’s our job, we’re paid to like you, paid by you.

When I dance for you and sit on your lap, I can’t find your penis, it’s so small. But I guess that’s why you’re here. You couldn’t please a woman in real life, so you don’t have one. Or if you do, she doesn’t fuck that little thing. That’s why you’re here. You are a lonely tiny dick loser, here for me to take advantage of you.

I truly feel bad for you. I mean I can’t even feel it through your pants. Dork. Loser. Fool. Your small penis is why you’re here and why it is so easy for me to take all of your money. I can pluck twenties from your hands for hours. I mean what else to you have other than me?

So for all you strip club addicts, I have an assignment for you. Next time you go to a club, which will be soon, I’m sure, I want you to tip each girl that comes up to you, and then tell each girl how small your penis is. Tell them how pathetic you are, how you can’t have sex with women and that’s why you are here at the club. Then come back here to the forum and post your stories! Have fun losers!