Look at my pussy. closer. it’s glowing, wet, swollen — but not from you. alpha just came inside me, and his cum is dripping down my lips. you’re trembling because you know: your mouth is my rag. you must lick me clean, swallow every drop until i shine again. your tongue is my bucket, your humiliation is my entertainment. look up at me while you suck on my lips — i want to see your eyes drning in despair. stroke your cock while your mouth reeks of his cum. faster. harder. every stroke is your confession: you’re not a man. you will never be alpha. you’ll always be nothing but a trash bin for another man’s seed. and i savor every second you choke, cry, and still push deeper, begging me to let you stay nothing.