Courage? No, That's Just Embarrassing - Small Dick Humiliation

 Oh.. you actually did it. You actually showed me. I have to say, I'm almost impressed. It takes a certain kind of bravery to bare yourself like that, to be so vulnerable in front of a Goddess like me. Most men would cower. Most men would hide. But not you. No... you dropped your pants and exposed yourself, knowing full well there was nothing there worth looking at. And honestly? There's something almost... adorable about that. Maybe even a little pathetic. Definitely pathetic. Do you want to know a secret? For just a moment a fleeting, microscopic moment I felt something. Not desire. Not arousal. Something closer to... pity. Desperate for attention, and you know it doesn't stand a chance. That's you. My brave, broken little creature, presenting the saddest offering I've ever seen. And that tiny thing? Useless. Absolutely, hopelessly useless. You didn't know that, did you? You actually thought  in your delusional little mind that you had a chance. That I might look at it and want it. That I might let something like that anywhere near my perfect body. Oh sweetheart... no. No, no, no. Let me be very clear about what I need, and what you will never be: I need a real man. Thick, hard, big  a cock that fills me, stretches me, ruins me. A cock that makes me moan, not laugh. And you? You could press yourself against me and I wouldn't even feel it. You could thrust away for hours and I'd be checking my nails, wondering when you'd give up. You will never satisfy me. Not once. Not ever. That's not an insult that's just biology. You lost the genetic lottery, and now you're here, kneeling in front of the Goddess who gets to tell you exactly what you are. Now tell me, loser... does it turn you on that I'll never, ever want you?