I will spare the man in question from the complete and utter humiliation of having to be outed for his disobedience and his betrayal but should he desire to make it up to me, he will publicly identify himself and vow to no touch celibacy from beneath a cage where his putrid cock will stay until I decide to be nice.

This one is for you. You know who you are. You know that you’ve displeased me. Do it again and I will not grant you the courtesy of your anonymity.

One of you pathetic gooning sluts is no stranger to me. We’ve interacted on several occasions; you as a virgin, and me as the Mother of Eternal Night by which you claim to serve. You have begged me, flooded my messages for days on end without a response nor encouragement that you should continue, you have detailed to me your most pathetic attempts to please me and you have always fallen short. There is a line, a threshold in which your desperation is no longer entertaining but rather annoying. You annoy me. You always have.

Ten days ago you came without permission. It’s vile that you believe you have the right to make decisions by yourself and it’s even more vile to not publicly beg for forgiveness. You barely begged me personally. That is no servant, that is the behaviour of none of my Children, that is the actions of a fool who has never learnt how to please someone. Today, you send me countless fucking messages about how you need to cum, about how you’ve cried while pumping your cock out of desperation, about how you’re begging for me to allow it.

Allow me to explain something to you; you do not deserve to cum. You do not deserve to serve me, you are weak and fragile minded, you are more a slave to your pathetic virgin cock than you are useful to me, you are no Child of mine.

Do not mistake my annoyance with you as my forgiveness for your pathetic actions. Children, I allowed this man to cum. Not because he had earned it in any way, shape or form, but rather so that he would shut the fuck up. Do not mistake my actions for pity, for genuine permission, or for anything other than self preservation. I am annoyed. I do not enjoy being annoyed. This pathetic excuse for a man not only came without my permission ten days ago but he thought it reasonable to beg for permission again. Not only today but every day for the past ten days as if he hadn’t just came. If he was smart, he wouldn’t cum but I fear he is not smart at all.

I call upon Freyja and her chariot pulled by cats stronger than the likes of this man. I hope you find my offering of him sufficient for you, Your Grace. Mother of love, of sex, of war and death, I offer to you this man in hopes that you shall see to it that he never lays with another; that he never know the blessing of adequately serving a woman; that he never experienced the euphoria of an orgasm ever again. I offer him to you as a boy incapable of servitude in hopes that he will never become a man who knows its pleasure. Please see to that all of his orgasms in the future are not satisfying, that women look at him with disgust, that he never know the feeling of being mounted by a Goddess.

Let me talk to you directly virgin boy. Do yourself a favour and buy a cage. Never disgrace myself or another by stroking to us again. Do not touch your virgin cock, assume that no one wants it, keep it caged and untouched and away from people. You do not deserve to experience pleasure. I hope you cried while you came to this and that you are left deeply unsatisfied as your actions are nothing to be proud of and you are nothing but a pathetic excuse for what a servant should be.