You pay for the shoes that I wear out on my date with my Alpha Male and you worship them before I leave. You purchased the dress that he’s going to pull off of me in a fit of lust. As the beta male you can only imagine what that would be like. You want me so much. You fantasie daily about what it would be like to fuck me. Your orgasms when permitted are intensified by the very thought of the fact that you will NEVER have me.