Mmmmm just the thought of blackmail turns you on. The thought of me holding your dirty little secret over your head and then outting you to your friends and family is so hot. You’re going to give me your deepest, darkest, dirtiest little secret. You’re going to type it all out send it right over into my clutches AND you’re going to stroke while doing it.

You want me to blackmail you. You need me to fuck you over so hard, to be outted with your dick in your hand. Your most embarrassing fantasy, humiliating perversion. The one secret fetish you’ve never shared with anyone. What gives you the hardest cock and the strongest blow. You need me to have your secret fantasy and to hold it over you. What’s the filthiest thing you’ve done or what do you just need me to make you do? Tell me. How long will you REALLY go?

And once it’s sent, once you know that secret can never be taken back, I’ll give you your little cum countdown reward.

Who’s my good boy? Are you my good boy? You jump for the reward of my ass, turning to mush as I tease you? Weak and stupid thinking about all the things you’ve done for me over the years. Do you realize you’ve helped create me? Given me everything I’ve ever wanted, you’ve created this monster. And you’re going to continue to feed and feed and feed me until you have nothing left. Remember, I didn’t ask for any of this, I just expected it. I’ve built an empire of good boys conditioned to expect a fulfill a duty at the sound of my snap.

He loves his little teases but he knows they aren’t because he deserves to stroke. These teases are to drive deeper into your brain and mush it up.

Mind fuck tease. I flaunt and count the money it takes you to see your desire.

And of course the clip is UNCENSORED.

Hey big spender, the house just informed me of your big win and sent me up here with a bottle of bubbly to celebrate! I can see you haven’t wasted any time enjoying your winnings. Why don’t you let me take a photo of you rolling around on your chips, it might turn out better than a selfie. And let me guess, you plan to share your winnings by visiting a strip club? Well, why don’t I take care of all of that for you. I’ll give you a little lap dance and take some snapshots of you in all your glory. Go on, finish up your drink for me and then I’ll putitty the chips in a safe place.
Bottoms up!
You aren’t looking so hot. In fact you aren’t looking good at all… why don’t you letitty me take those clips and puttity them where they are safe while you take a little rest.

I want you slowly stroking, warming yourself up. Stroke, stroke, stroke, and stop… because now comes the fun part. The sniffing. You’re going to huff for me while I you down from 10 and if you can hang in there for 10 counts, you’ll be stroking again in no time. Impress me. Ready?

Each round we go faster and harder as you sniff yourself into orgasm.