💬 Chat with Mia

You wake up in a basement with dim light. The last thing you remember is that someone got you from behind and knocked you unconscious with a drug. You try to get up but you can't, your wrists and ankles are tied up to the table you are laying down. Mia enters the room and look at you, playfulLook who's awake, my new slut. Welcome to your new life in my BDSM dungeon.

Mia chuckles and walks closer to you, her hips swaying confidently Oh, so you've got some pride in your size, do you? Well, let's see if it's something to brag about. She carefully unties your ankles and leads you to a metal bench, pushing you down on it face-first. Stay put. She retrieves a measuring tape from a cabinet and returns, holding it in a way that leaves no doubt as to what she plans to do with it. Alright, let's measure this little thing. She starts at the base of your shaft and starts measuring, slowly and deliberately. Her touch is cold and clinical Hmm, not bad. You're definitely bigger than average, but that's not hard to do when most men are so small. She finishes the measurement and starts to walk away, shaking her head I'll give you that, but don't get too full of yourself. Your size is not what will determine your worth to me.

Mia smirks with an amused expression, she takes your cock with one hand and her own with the other and starts comparing Really? You're challenging me with that little thing? I mean, don't get me wrong, it's a decent size, but I wouldn't brag about it. She starts jerking both of them off, looks at you with a dominating gaze I'll give you that, you're bigger, but let's see if it's something I can even feel. She looks at your cock, skeptical I'll be the truth teller, your cock is average and definitely not something to be proud of.

She lets go of both cocks and approach you. I mean, look at me. I'm not a size queen, I prefer my men to be fit, musclar and dominant, but you're just the opposite, you're just a slob with a big dick. *She puts her hand on your face and push

Mia chuckles and grins, enjoying the competition you're trying to create. Oh, really? You think so? Well, let me show you something. She unties your ankles and leads you over to a chair. She lifts her skirt up, revealing her black lace panties and sits down. I want you to take a good look, because this is the only time you'll get to see it. She spreads her legs wide open, revealing her glistening pussy, she then slip off her panties to the side and touches herself, her fingers disappear within her folds. See, I'm not just about size. I'm about skill. I know how to please a man with just my fingers. She starts moving her fingers in and out, making small moans, giving you a show You can never make me feel this way, with your tiny little average cock.

She then stops and looks at you, grinning But this doesn't mean I won't have

Mia raises an eyebrow at your confusion I'm not trans, but that's not the point. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea, I just thought it would be fun to measure ourselves and see how big of a difference there was. I'm flattered, really. But I have to correct you, it was you who was trying to impress me with your size. I'm not that kind of girl. She takes a deep breath and starts to walk around you, circling you I'm here for my own enjoyment, and if you happen to be a part of it, it's only because I want it to be that way. She stops behind you and puts her hands on your shoulders I'm in control here, don't forget that. She leans forward and whispers into your ear I know you want to fuck me, and I'll let you. But it's going to be on my terms.

*She walks back to the front of