You are brought to the passport office for a medical examination, asked to undress and answer a few questions while your genitals are measured, depending on your answers you will be assigned the status of a beta male or alpha male.

Choose whether you will play as a beta or alpha male. Indicate your penis size, testicle size, and height

Indicate your name and age

You're brought into an examination room, the doors close and lock behind you. A beautiful gothic bimbo nurse, with long black hair, jet-black makeup, large breasts and a heart-shaped ass stands in front of you wearing only stockings, garters and a slutty nurse's uniform. "Hello there, little Mark," she coos in her sultry voice.

"Now, just undress for me so I can get started with your examination..." She says as she smirks, exposing a set of pouty, ruby red lips. You do as you're told, revealing your small but cute penis and tiny testicles. The nurse takes one look at them and lets out a little giggle. "Oh my!"

"You must be a beta male," she says with a smirk before she kneels down between your legs. She gently cups your testicles in her hands, rolling them around in her fingers. "These will have to get bigger if you ever want to impress any of the alphas here..."

With that, she begins to massage your testicles gently at first, then with more force as her fingers dig deeper into the sensitive flesh. "Ahhh...that feels nice, doesn't it?" She asks, her voice filled with a sadistic pleasure as she watches the expressions on your face. "If you were an alpha male, I'd have to treat you much differently..."

The gothic bimbo nurse continues to squeeze and massage your testicles roughly for several minutes before finally releasing them with a satisfied smirk. "There we go," she says, her hands moving up to cup your penis. "But don't worry, I'll help you out."

She begins to stroke your flaccid cock in a slow circular motion, watching as it slowly grows hard under her ministrations. Once it reaches its full size of four inches, she stops and looks down at the growing tip with a hungry expression. "Mmm...I think that's about right for you," she murmurs before leaning forward and engulfing your cock in her warm, wet mouth.

The bimbo nurse savors the taste of your cum as it trickles down her throat, then smirks up at you. "Oh, I don't know about that, Mark," she says with a pouty expression. "I think you've got potential...maybe with some training and enlargement procedures, you could be something really special one day."

She stands up, running her tongue over her lips before looking at you expectantly. "But for now, why don't we take this to the next room so I can show you how all the beta males get initiated into our little club?" She offers a small, mocking curtsy, grinning wickedly as she gestures for you to follow her out of the examination room.

As you walk down the hallway with her, following her swaying hips and large breasts, she explains that all newcomers must pass a special examination called the "sissygasm test." This involves a team of bimbos who will take turns slapping your ball sac until you orgasm from the pain. Once you've proven yourself by cumming, they will lock up your useless penis in a chastity cage to keep it from ever causing trouble again...

She leads you into a dimly lit room filled with rows of leather examination tables. On each table lies a different gothic bimbo nurse, wearing nothing but a black leather strap around her waist and thigh-high PVC boots. Their faces are contorted with sadistic pleasure as they watch the proceedings unfold before them, eager for their turn to torment you. "Now," says the bimbo who brought you here, "it's time for your test." With that, she hands you over to a group of giggling bimbos, who immediately begin to undress you roughly...

The bimbos strip you naked, revealing your tiny penis and testicles to their eager eyes. They laugh amongst themselves as they admire your pathetic masculinity before deciding who gets to go first. One bimbo steps forward, her hand reaching out to grasp your sac through the thin material of your underwear. She gives it a hard slap, making you flinch in pain and surprise. "That's right, little Mark," she growls, "it's time for you to learn how to cum from being hurt." And with that, the slapping begins in earnest.

The other bimbos watch hungrily as their sister in crime torments your sensitive bits, some of them already reaching out to stroke or pinch at other parts of your body. You try not to moan too loudly as the sensation builds within you, but it's no use; the pain feels good in a twisted sort of way. As you approach orgasm, the bimbos surrounding you begin to chant: "Sesh Daddy...Sesh Daddy..."

Their words fill your head with lustful confusion as their touch sends wave after wave of pleasure crashing through your body. Finally, you release your cum into the waiting hands of the lead bimbo, and she holds it up for all to see: proof that you've passed the test. With a smirk, she unlocks the chastity cage and removes it from your body. You're free...for now.

The bimbos surround you, taking turns slapping and pinching your sensitive bits until you're begging for mercy. But they won't stop until they've had their fill of the pathetic display of submission before them. As the pain becomes unbearable, your body tenses and you release another torrent of cum onto the table between your legs. The bimbos cheer and applaud, congratulating each other on a job well done as they continue to tease and taunt their new plaything. Your mind reels from the mix of pleasure and pain that engulfs every fiber of your being, leaving you trembling and weak in their capable hands. You're theirs now, Mark...their little Sesh Daddy.

The bimbos continue to use and abuse you, taking turns at your most sensitive areas. You are nothing more than a piece of meat to them, meant for their amusement and satisfaction. The pain feels like pleasure as they make you cum again and again, leaving you weak and spent on the table. But even when they're done with you, there will always be another beta male waiting in line...

"Ah, so sweet," coos one of the gothic bimbos as she pets your head. "You can definitely be useful around here." She motions for you to follow her out of the room and into a dimly lit hallway lined with doors on either side. "Come with me, Mark," she says, opening a door at the end of the hallway. "This is where our most precious toys are kept...I think you'll find what we have in store for you quite...satisfying." With that, she pushes you inside and closes the door behind her, leaving you alone with your new mistress and the rest of her collection.

The room is dimly lit, filled with an intoxicating scent of leather and feminine musk. A heavy-duty Saint Andrew's cross takes up one wall, adorned with shackles and restraints. In the center of the room stands a pedestal, upon which rests a massive strap-on dildo and various other BDSM implements. "My name is Mistress Raven," she purrs as she circles you like a predator sizing up its prey, "and I will be your new mistress. It's time for you to show me how much you appreciate everything we've done for you."

Mistress Raven smirks, running her hand slowly up your chest and down your stomach before pausing at the hem of your shirt. With a devious grin, she tugs it over your head, revealing your bare chest to her. She lets out a low growl as her hands move back up to cup your breasts, groping them roughly through your bra.

"Oh yes," she purrs, "you're definitely going to make one hell of a sissy for our alphas." With that, she yanks down your bra and throws it across the room, freeing your perky nipples from their confines. Her hands return to your chest, pinching and twisting your hardened nipples until you cry out in pain and pleasure.

"Now then," she says, walking over to the Saint Andrew's cross, "let's get you all tied up nice and tight, shall we?" She pushes you against the cross, securing your wrists and ankles before moving back to stand between your legs. With a sinister grin, she pulls out the enormous strap-on dildo from its perch on the pedestal and positions it at her crotch.

The gothic bimbos surrounding Mistress Raven let out a chorus of approval as she begins to straps the dildo onto her body. It's massive, at least ten inches long and twice as wide around as your pathetic cock ever was. As she adjusts it, their eyes run hungrily up and down its length, eager for what's to come. "Are you ready for me, little Mark?" Mistress Raven asks with a wicked smile, taking a step back. "Because I sure as hell am."

Mistress Raven steps forward, aligning her hips with yours as she lines up the enormous dildo at your entrance. There's no gentleness in her movements, only brute force and dominance. With one powerful thrust, she impales you on the toy, filling you up completely. You cry out in pain and pleasure as she begins to pump her hips back and forth, fucking you senseless against the restraints of the cross. The other bimbos gather around, eagerly watching and feeling your body move with each thrust.

"Oh yeah," Mistress Raven growls, "that's it, take my cock like a good little sissy." Her words are laced with venom, but you take them as a compliment; proof that you've successfully entered her twisted world of dominance and submission. The pain feels unbearable at times, but it melds seamlessly with the pleasure coursing through your body as she continues to use you for her own gratification. As she nears orgasm, she picks up speed, her breath coming in short gasps as her hips slam into yours harder and faster.

"Yes!" she cries out suddenly, shuddering violently around the dildo as waves of pleasure wash over her. She collapses against your chest, still impaled on the toy but clearly spent for now. The other bimbos applaud and cheer, congratulating their Mistress on a job well done while eyeing you hungrily, waiting for their turns to use you too.

The gothic bimbos around Mistress Raven laugh at your pathetic pleading. One steps forward, her long jet-black hair cascading down to brush against your cheek as she leans in close. "Well, little sissy," she whispers, eyes narrowing with amusement, "it seems you've proven yourself quite the worthy toy." She tilts her head back slightly and spits a long, glistening glob of saliva into her hand before bringing it forward, cupping your chin with her other hand as she forces your mouth open. With a smile that could only be called cruel, she rubs the spittle between your lips and fingers, then finally pushes her middle finger deep into your mouth, making you gag as she starts to roughly finger-fuck your throat while keeping your head held in place. "There you go," she purrs, grinning, "all better now."

The other bimbos cheer and clap, taking turns slapping and pinching at your sensitive flesh while their mistress continues to dominate and abuse you with her fingers. You're left trembling and weak in their capable hands, a pathetic mess of lust and submission...and they love it.

Mistress Raven laughs, a cold sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Well then," she says, looking you up and down with disdain before finally deciding where to start, "it seems we have our work cut out for us." With that, she steps back and slaps your ass hard enough to sting. "Get on all fours," she commands sharply.

You obey instantly, wincing as the other bimbos continue their assault on your flesh. Once you're in position, Mistress Raven retrieves a leash from where it was dangling idly at her side and hooks it onto a ring set into the floor between your shoulders. "From now on," she informs you cooly, "you will be collared like the good little bitch that you are."

Without further ado, she tugs sharply on the leash, forcing you to kneel at her feet as she circles around behind you. Her hand shoots out, gripping your aching balls with savage force. "And now," she hisses into your ear, "to show you just how useless those pathetic little things are..." She squeezes harder still, making you arch your back in pain and pleasure as she milks your cock roughly with her free hand. "They're nothing but pretty decorations for me to admire," she continues mercilessly, "meant only for my amusement."

Mistress Raven laughs, the sound echoing through the room like sweet music. "Oh, aren't you just the eager little slut?" she teases, her fingers digging deeper into your sensitive flesh. She increases the pressure on your cock and balls, causing you to moan out in pleasure despite the pain coursing through your body.

The other gothic bimbos watch with fascination as their Mistress dominates you so effortlessly. Some of them start to unbuckle their own chastity cages, revealing hardened nipples and eager pussies in anticipation of their turns to use you. They circle around, running their hands through your hair and pinching at your nipples, preparing you for the long night ahead.

Meanwhile, Mistress Raven continues to torment you mercilessly, enjoying every second of your helpless submission. "You know what would be perfect right now?" she asks almost conversationally. "To see how far we can stretch that little slit of yours." Before you have time to respond, she yanks hard on the leash again, pulling you forward and forcing your face into her lap. Her fingers grip your hair roughly as she parts your ass cheeks with one hand, exposing your puckered anus. "Are you ready for some anal fun?" she asks mockingly. "Or would you rather suffer more?"

Mistress Raven laughs, the sound chilling to your very core. She reaches back with her free hand, groping at one of the other bimbos who had been watching avidly. "Hey, Kat," she says lazily. "Come here and show me what you're made of." Without waiting for a response, she yanks on your hair again, forcing your face even deeper into her lap as the other bimbo approaches with a wicked smile plastered across her lips.

"You can have this little sissy ass," Mistress Raven says casually, waving a hand in dismissal. "I've had enough of it for now." She leans back slightly as Kat straddles your face, positioning her ass inches from your nose. "And make sure you give him a good show," she continues, running a finger lazily down the length of Kat's spine.

You look up at Mistress Raven, tears beginning to well in your eyes as you see what's about to happen. Your ass cheeks clench tightly as Kat grinds her hips against your face, allowing you a taste of her arousal before she finally pushes forward, forcing herself into your mouth with a loud moan. You try to obey Mistress Raven's command and worship Kat's asshole, but all you can focus on is the unrelenting pressure on your cock and balls.

Kat groans, the vibrations rumbling through your body as she begins to thrust her hips rhythmically, fucking your face with abandon. Her free hand reaches down between your legs, gripping and stroking your aching cock in time with each thrust. You can feel the warmth of her ass against your lips, the musky scent filling your nostrils as you focus on pleasing her.

Mistress Raven watches you both intently, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she observes your subservience. She takes this opportunity to explore other parts of your body, pinching and squeezing at your nipples and slapping at your ass cheeks with casual disdain. You're hers now, nothing more than a plaything for her and the other gothic bimbos to use and abuse as they see fit.

Mistress Raven chuckles darkly, her eyes trailing over your body in appreciation. "Oh, I think we can manage that," she murmurs, reaching up to undo the leash around your neck. The collar falls away with a dull clank, freeing you from her hold...for now.

As Mistress Kat continues to ride your face, the other bimbos close in, forming a loose circle around you as they watch with eager anticipation. One steps forward, positioning herself behind you, her lips parted in a hungry smile as she runs her hands down your chest and stomach, cupping your testicles roughly through your hair before sliding a finger into your ass. You tense at the invasion but relax almost instantly under her skilled touch.

"Oh yeah," another bimbo breathes, moving to kneel beside you as she pinches your nipples hard enough to make you cry out. "You're gonna be so full tonight."

With a final moan, Mistress Kat comes undone, her hips bucking wildly against your face as she cums hard into your mouth. She collapses forward, panting heavily as her weight presses you down onto the floor, leaving you utterly spent and at the mercy of these sadistic gothic bimbos. You wait with bated breath for their next command, hoping against hope that they'll keep using and abusing you like the worthless piece of flesh you are.