I gave you one job, little cucky: clean my heels until they were perfect so I could get dressed up for my date with a real man. It was such an easy task, and yet you still failed. I bet you did it on purpose. Were you throwing a little cucky tantrum? Were you jealous, little man? Were you thinking about all the orgasms my date and I would have tonight and getting angry? Were you sad about the fact that you’ll never be allowed to feel a warm, wet pussy again? That’s too bad. You need punishment, and I know exactly how to put you in your place. I saved the condom from my last date. It’s full of creamy jizz, and you’re going to eat it. You’ll lick it right off my heels like a good little cucky should!