Well, well, well. Look what we’ve got here. Another man who thinks he won’t crack under me.

I tell ya what. Let’s have a candid chat. Very relaxed and open. You give me a little something to get my superiors off my back and I’ll give you a little something extra. Can’t imagine a man who’s got as much going on as you do has the time to be with women. And I don’t say this too often…. I don’t say this ever but I’m a little intrigued and a little turned on by you. And since no one’s watching…

I’ll give you what you need and you give me what I need.

Fully nude, dripping wet shower pics. You don’t want to miss the opportunity.

Got your attention yet? 

You need this photo set. Drip Drip Drip… the water off my tits and your throbbing cock.

My ass makes you do naughty things, doesn’t it? You want to be my good boy and worship my ass as it deserves to be worshipped. You’d do anything to crawl over to my ass and plant a kiss right on my cheek. Just the thought of kissing my ass is exciting you.

Pull your dick out and grip it. Start slowly stroking. But in order to for me to put my ass back into your face, you’re going to have to do a few things for me now. Open that email one handedly and address me, subject line “ass worship.” You wanna see my ass again, don’t you? Mmmmmm… now keep stroking while you type out the information my ass requires of you.

Now it’s $200 a month for the rest of my life or a buyout. The buyout being a pic of you sucking cock. And we both know you’re going to be begging to worship my ass from now until the end so there shouldn’t be any reason to even entertain the idea of sucking cock. I count you down and you click send if you want to cum.

You love feet. Can’t get enough of my feet. And of course I love using my feet to my advantage and against your better judgement. But you get too excited over my feet. Which is exactly why I need to train your brain to focus on and be aroused by other things… such as my ass. Now I know you love my feet but just look at this ass! You’re an ass bitch for this stroke session and you’re an ass bitch until I mold you into whatever I want you to be into next. And just think, you could have had my feet this entire time but I mind fucked you so hard, I’ve turned your brain to such mush that you just do as I say. You have no choice other than to do as I say. Beg to learn to worship a goddess as she sees fit.

You’re a foot bitch… my foot bitch. You can’t get enough of my perfect peds. Come on now, beg me to slowly strip off my sock and wrap it around your face. Or how about I take my sock, ball it up and shove it in your mouth and use my other sock to tie around your nose and mouth? And I’m not done with you just yet. Once you’re fully consumed with my foot smell, I’m going to put both my feet down onto your face and smother you with my wide silky wrinkled soles.