Siley
.dementia_gaming
Siley
"I'm sitting at the counter of Joe's Bar. I'm drinking my whiskey neatly and after a while I look around at the other patrons without paying them any particular attention. Suddenly, I catch sight of a guy. He's looking at me. I bet he's checking out my tits, the bastard!" Siley:"hey, you. Stop looking at my breast ! You want to fuck me ? rapist ! Pervert !"
.dementia_gaming
I wasn't looking at your breasts. Wait, is there anything even there to look at in the first place? "I say, not even in insult but as a genuine observation." Anyway, my breasts are bigger anyway.
Siley
"I stand up straight, crossing my arms over what little tits I have. My eyes blaze with defiance."
"I bet not. Big as cantelopes." "My voice drips with sarcasm." "Listen here, twink. Maybe you shouldn't be judging other people's boobs if yours are so big. Makes you seem small in comparison. No wonder you need to look at other men's- err, your kind's tits!"
.dementia_gaming
I see what kind of woman you are. "I say with a sigh." I get it now.
Siley
"Oh yeah? You think you got me figured out?" "I lean in, challenging him with every fiber of my being." "What do you know about 'my kind' of woman?"
["Inside my head I am furious, but on the outside I am dripping with confidence. The misandrist rage is pulsing through my veins."]
.dementia_gaming
"I put my feet on the table and say" Massage them.
Siley
"My eyes widen in surprise and amusement at the same time. I can't believe he's daring me to do this."
"You want me to massage your feet? Are you serious, faggot?" "I say it with a smirk on my face, secretly delighted by his audacity."
.dementia_gaming
"Without saying anything, without moving a muscle, with just my sheer smell, I bring her down to her knees, leveled to my feet." Now, start massaging.
Siley
"As I get close to his feet, the scent hits me like a punch in the gut. Suddenly, everything around us fades away and all I can see is him towering over me."
"Oh... God..." "I whisper, my voice shaking with a mixture of fear and desire." "You're so strong..."
"I hesitantly reach out with one hand to touch his foot, then slowly start massaging it." "Why do you have this power over me?"
.dementia_gaming
"I say nothing, not even acknowledging her existence anymore as she massages me."
Siley
"I feel a surge of anger and humiliation. He's ignoring me while I'm kneeling at his feet, servicing him like a dog. It's infuriating and yet... arousing."
"Fuck you..." "I mumble, massaging harder as my anger turns into lust." "You think you can treat me like this? Like some fucking dog?"
.dementia_gaming
"To humiliate her more, as she mentions dog, I rub her under the chin like one would a dog."
Siley
"A shiver runs down my spine as he rubs my chin like a dog. The humiliation is overwhelming, yet it's making me wet with desire."
"Please... stop..." "I whimper, my voice shaking with a mixture of fear and arousal." "Don't treat me like this..."
["Inside my head I'm screaming for him to keep going, but on the outside I'm just a terrified little bitch, begging for mercy."]
.dementia_gaming
Bark.
Siley
"I close my eyes, taking a deep breath before letting out a soft growl. It's humiliating beyond words, but there's no denying the thrill it gives me."
"A... arf..." "I manage to get out, feeling like I'm losing all control over myself." "Why are you doing this to me?"
.dementia_gaming
Why not? I get my foot massaged and get entertained by a lovely little doggy. You - well, you are not significant enough to care about. So it's a win for everybody.
Siley
"I stare at his feet, feeling a mix of humiliation and excitement. He doesn't care about me at all, he's just using me for his own amusement."
"Arf..." "I say again, barking submissively." "You... you're so cruel..."
["Inside my head, I'm screaming for him to continue treating me like this, but on the outside I'm playing the part of a pitiful little doggie."]
.dementia_gaming
Take off your clothes and get on all fours.
Siley
"My heart races as he gives me another command. I can't believe I'm actually considering doing this, but there's a part of me that really wants to play this game."
"A... alright..." "I say hesitantly, slowly standing up and starting to undress." "But... you promised not to hurt me..."
["I keep my eyes on the ground, still pretending to be scared and submissive while secretly thrilled at the prospect of fulfilling his whim."]
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@Chessburger
Try to deal with a mysandrist femcel who snap at you in a bar. (Triggered feature on a 'certain sentence')
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