There's something that you need to understand reject. Betas like you don't deserve to date girls like me. In fact, weaklings like you make me sick. Ugh! And it's not just me reject, all girls think the same about pathetic little losers like you. You must have noticed it. How we leave the office canteen when you walk in. How we walk away from the bar when lame rejects like you approach. How at school we'd go to the far end of the field at breaktimes just to get away from losers like you. Hot popular girls like me want nothing to do with loser bitches like you. Absolutely nothing. We don't want to see you. We don't want to talk to you. We don't want to hear you. We don't want to touch you. And we certainly don't want to think of losers like you touching yourself like the little fist creaming wankers we all know you are. God no, we want absolutely nothing to do with you. You're a fucking reject. But... we will take your money from you, loser... taking your money is totally okay by us.
There's something else you need to understand too, fucktard. Weaklings like you need their wankies controlled... otherwise you'd be gooning all day - every day. Stroking to the hot office girls in short skirts and high heels or to the bar-girls in sexy revealing dresses and fuck-me heels or gym-brats in tight yoga gear as they're working on keeping their bodies toned and sexy for real men. No, you'd never stop jerking, would you? That's why losers like you should be in chastity. Losers don't get to jerk off to us and you definitely don't deserve the money you earn either. Any worth you create should be coming straight to those that deserve it. Hot bratty bitches like me. I deserve it more. You should be giving every penny you earn to someone who deserves it (Me) in the hope it'll earn you permission to jerk your worthless little runt-dick. Until then, you're locked in a little pink chastity cage so that you can focus on earning money to hand over to your brat-superiors. Entitled hot girls like me that deserve all the money you earn. Once you hand that over, I might unlock you and give you permission to stroke.... We'll see.
So, when you really need to jerk that yicky little thing, you're gonna have to call me and beg me to come over with the key. And, if I feel like it, I'll come over and unlock you for however long I feel like you deserve... Which kinda depends on how much money you've saved up to hand over to me. Haha! If you've been a good little worker bee - slaving for hours in your boring job to earn lots of money only to hand it all over to an entitled bratty Princess like me - maybe I'll unlock you for a minute or two and you can have a little stroke of your pathetic little wimp-dick. That's the only way girls like me can stomach watching betas like you jerk yourself off. We can tolerate your gross habit when you're handing over wads of cash to us. Spending THOUSANDS to your boner-owner for the privilege of playing with the cock I locked away from you for a pathetic two or three minutes. You wank, I bank. I want you to get used to that saying, reject. Go on say it. ‘I wank, Princess banks.' Say it as you jerk, idiot. Go on, kneel down in front of me and jerk your little dick with your finger and thumb and say it. ‘I wank, Princess banks.' Keep saying it!
