We cross paths at a Halloween party. You’re dressed in silky slutty pink lingerie with a full face of makeup and I’m dressed as a dominatrix. We’re instantly drawn to each other. I suggest I grab us some drinks and meet up in an empty room.
You slowly start nodding off. I’ve put you under a trance. I instruct you to kiss and suck my foot as I compare it to something thick and hard… like a cock. I confess to you my obsession: turning alpha men into cock suckers. I pull out a cunt plug and instruct you to ride it as I describe your new fantasy to you. You won’t remember the details but you will be instinctively drawn to cock and my pantyhose. You take a self facial and leave it there and I snap my fingers, thank you for catching up, and we rejoin the party.
My tits or my dick..?
You’d rather pucker up and slobber all over my juicy cock than be allowed to stroke one off to my tits. How do we spell PATHETIC?
The Foot Bitch
The foot bitch can’t get enough. He needs to worship what he craves. So the foot bitch is going to beg me to take complete control over him with my feet.
He kneels before and watches as I strip off my socks and shoes, my feet dominating his mind. Being owned by my feet means I make the rules for you. The foot bitch earns his keep.
Locktober
You jerk, drip, stroke, wank but it all comes with a high price tag and like a good boy, you pay it. Better get with it. Your little dicklet needs control. All I want is cash & keys. All you need is my mind fucking tease.
Halloween Cock Whore
We cross paths at a Halloween party. You’re dressed in silky slutty pink lingerie with a full face of makeup and I’m dressed as a dominatrix. We’re instantly drawn to each other. I suggest I grab us some drinks and meet up in an empty room.
You slowly start nodding off. I’ve put you under a trance. I instruct you to kiss and suck my foot as I compare it to something thick and hard… like a cock. I confess to you my obsession: turning alpha men into cock suckers. I pull out a cunt plug and instruct you to ride it as I describe your new fantasy to you. You won’t remember the details but you will be instinctively drawn to cock and my pantyhose. You take a self facial and leave it there and I snap my fingers, thank you for catching up, and we rejoin the party.
Oiled Wrinkled Soles
The million dollar view, the view the old man can’t get out of his head. So moist, so gummy and I haven’t even given you the dripping sloppy view yet. Watch me slather them up. You can imagine yourself inside them old man, but we both know you couldn’t handle it. My wrinkled, oiled soled would absolutely be the end of you.