

Alphas Superior Load - Look at this pathetic little mess. I hold up your tiny, used condom—barely anything in it, like always. It’s honestly embarrassing. I laugh as I pour it out, slowly… right into your mouth. That’s where it belongs—inside of you, reminding you what a weak, inadequate cuck you really are. It never should’ve left your body. You don’t deserve to make a mess like this.
But this? This is what a real load looks like. I pull out a second condom—fuller, thicker, undeniably superior—and you already know it didn’t come from you. I pour it slowly over my bare feet, letting it coat my skin while I watch your expression crumble.
Now get on your knees and lick it off. Every drop. Worship the proof that you’ll never measure up. This is your place—serving, cleaning, obeying… while I remind you exactly how small you really are.