Pathetic Little Prick

Mistress Harmony Rose gets right in his face and laughs at how small his cock looks. She has him tied down tight, wrists and ankles spread wide, and every time he tries to speak she stuffs a gag between his teeth. The pretty boy keeps staring at her body like he’s allowed to. She stands over him, blonde hair falling across her eyes, one hand stroking her own curves just to watch him twitch. His tiny prick stands straight up, trying, failing, making her smirk harder. She leans in close, breathes on it, tells him it’s the saddest thing she’s ever seen. Then she stands, pulls the gag tighter, and leaves him there aching, knowing he’ll never get what he wants.