You Are Not a Man Tonight You Are My Plaything

You think you can forget my birthday and not pay for it? You’re such a bastard — and you’re going to do everything I say to make it up to me, without a single complaint. I’m going to get you so hard it’ll hurt, and I won’t let you cum until I’ve finished several times. You’re going to suffer for what you did — and wipe that filthy look off your face, I don’t want you enjoying this on top of everything.