My Valentine's Day Present
"So like I said, I'm going to need your help. OK?"
You hesitantly nod, your head now swimming with lust. She senses your hesitation walks back towards you and reaches out to stroke your hair, lightly.
"You know we both want this. You want your little peeny to be worthless and I'm going to finally let you know exactly how useless it really is to me. You should have been a LOT more careful with what you were wishing for."
She giggles at you.
"It's kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy, if you think about it. You want me to treat you as inadequate and now, that's exactly what you've become: Inadequate. Now why don't you make yourself, um... useful for once and help me get ready for my real man.
Go and get my toys for me from the nightstand. Then wash them and place them on YOUR pillow."