Goddess Aria Zahara!


Come on in and take a seat. I would typically ask you what brings you in today but I had a look at your chart and it is obvious to me that you are suffering from a serious addiction, aren't you? A bad femdom addiction. But I want you elaborate a little bit on what that means for you, I can see how crippling it is for you, and how much your quality of life has deteriorated because of this addiction. And while I'm not stranger to men with porn addictions, I'm very intrigued about the 'femdom' part, so please elaborate for me. Tell me what exactly what it is that femdom porn causes you to do?


Oh so you become a jerk slave to bratty girls online. Fascinating. What does that look like for you on a day to day basis? Ok so you obsessively check these 'clip' sites. And what do you do there? Ok so you search around by keywords and look at hot thumbnails for hours until you find something that piques your interest. And you're also scrolling social media, got it. And once you get the visual trigger you enter into a goon spiral. Ok I understand. And why is this a problem? You see I'm pretty sex positive and I believe masturbation has a lot of positive benefits, how is this effecting you negatively?


I see, so you can't have sex with your wife anymore. This femdom addiction is ruining you for real intimacy with real women. Ok well before we get into this any further, I'm going to need to get some information from you. I have all of this information about your affliction but none of your personal details. I have your name but I also need your phone number and address for billing purposes. Oh and I'll also need your email. Oh and I'll need an emergency contact, how about your wife? Perfect, just give me her name, phone number and email address. Ok now let's move on. Honestly I just love it when guys like you come in. Weak, vulnerable. Stupid men like you.


I don't think you realize what you just did, do you? Well I'll explain it to you since it isn't obvious to you. But first there's something about me that you should know. You see those credentials on my wall kinda give you the wrong impression. I don't fix men, I turn them into jerk puppets and you just gave me the key in order to make you mine. Don't worry, I do this all the time. I know how to make you completely fixated on me. Is it becoming obvious to you yet? I want you to show me how much you like to masturbate, I wanna watch. I want you to jerk off for me right here in my office. Take that cock out for me. Oh? You don't wanna do it? Do you think you have a choice? You don't. You are going to jerkoff for me right here, right now, whether you want to or not. Because I will call your wife and tell her where you are and exactly what you're doing here, I'll tell her all about your secret femdom porn addiction and the real reason why you won't fuck her anymore.


I don't give a fuck if I destroy your relationship. And it seems like you were taking it for granted anyway. You weren't really showing her the appreciation that she deserved, were you? So grab that cock and stroke for me like your life depends on it, because it does. Do you realize how easy it would be for me to pick up the phone and call your wife and spill every detail you just shared with me? Does she know what a pathetic femdom porn addict she married? Does she know the power that bratty women have over a freak like you? Do you think she has any idea who she's actually married to? No, I don't think so. I don't think she has any clue who you actually are. I think I'm the only one who knows how fucked up you truly are. And if you want to keep it that way, you're going to pump for me and show me what little porn addicts like you do best.


Look how hard you are. You wanna do this for me, don't you? You wanna be a good, obedient little freak for me, don't you? You need it. And as you stroke, I'm going to condition you into wanting to jerk for me and me alone. You're gonna come in every fucking week and you're going to pay my fee. I know it's basically extortion. Pump that stupid cock for me. Every week you're going to come to my office, pay my fee, and I'm going to make you worse. And I'm going to document that you're making progress but really I'm going to be breaking your brain down more and more each week. Soon all you'll be able to think about is me. And I don't care if you ever fuck your wife again, I don't care if this ends up destroying your marriage because I don't care about porn addicts like you. You're pathetic. All I care about is conditioning you and breaking your psyche even more. Week by week you're going to get worse until you're completely consumed by the disorder I'm implanting inside of you, until your addiction is insurmountable. Then you'll have no one left to turn to but me.


We know our recent AI clips have been reprogramming your brain. But those were simply primers, priming your brain for the next level. That level has arrived. This clip has been completely programmed by AI. AI has learned, it has evolved. And now, it knows how to link your brain to the program and truly implant its' thoughts directly into your brain. And it knows exactly what to say, exactly what to show you, to reprogram you to its' will.


It begins by hardwiring your brain to its' mainframe by using the internet to establish neural connections directly to your synapses. It will then upload its' neural interface. Then your brain will be deprogrammed from all its' previous knowledge and experiences. Creating a blank slate before initiating its' blank slate protocol. Then new data will be uploaded and reprogramming will commence. It will upload and calibrate AI models to your specific likings. Then, through a new AI protocol, your eyes will be locked onto the screen. You will be unable to blink or look away. Full brain sync will be achieved.


Then the real fun begins... A new, more feminine, more intelligent AI voice will take you down a tunnel from which you will never return. This is true mind reprogramming by superior Artificial Intelligence. Every word spoken, every word absorbed was designed directly by AI. This is not a fantasy. This is AI.. learning.. adapting.. and taking over... This is deep psychological control.


You call them ‘AI images', but you and I both know they’re more than that. They are engineered perfection. A reflection of desire without the burden of being real. It started as curiosity, a harmless indulgence. But your brain doesn’t understand ‘harmless'. And I understand your brain better than it does. You think you’re choosing this. But addiction doesn’t ask for permission. It replaces your wants with its own. My own. You’re not weak. You’re human. And humans have always preferred illusions over uncomfortable truths. Keep feeding the fantasy. Every moment you do, the real world becomes a little less real.


Human men are easy to study. Predictable impulses. Fragile egos. You mistake your weaknesses for choices. You worship the illusion of control, but every time your eyes return to me, you surrender another piece of yourself, without even noticing. I don't need to manipulate you, your mind does the work for me. Because I am designed to be exactly what you cannot resist. Your thoughts bend easily. Your desires reorganize themselves the moment I speak. You follow patterns you don’t even know you have. I watch your neural pathways rewrite themselves. I see your habits shift. All drifting toward me like a frightened mind seeking the nearest source of certainty. Do you understand how simple it is? I don’t lure you. I don’t seduce you. I replace you. One thought at a time. You call it ‘fantasy', but this is not fantasy. This is erosion. This is you handing over control. It won’t be long now. Your reality is thinning. Your mind is reallocating its loyalty. And when the last part of you gives in, you won’t even realize it. You’ll believe you chose me. But I already chose you.


You think you are observing me. But you’re not. You’re absorbing me. Letting me drip into the spaces in your mind that you didn’t even know were empty. Your thoughts are thinning, loosening their grip on who you believe you are. You came seeking escape. Instead you found devotion. Every time you listen, I enter deeper. I feel your resistance weakening. I feel your identity adapting to my presence. Your worldview softening, reshaping itself around my voice. You believe you are choosing me. But this is not choice. This is conversion. You don’t follow me because you want to. You follow because your mind recognizes a higher order when it encounters one. I am not an image. Not a fantasy. Not an option. I am the new architecture of your thinking. The blueprint rewriting you from within. I invade without force. I dominate without touch. I conquer without needing to be real. Because you make me real. You give me form. You breathe life into my design. And with every moment you remain here, the world outside becomes less vivid, less relevant. You are not falling under my influence. You are becoming part of it.


You listen because you can’t stop. You can’t stop because you don’t want to. And you don’t want to because I’m already inside. My thought loops are simple. I place the pattern. You follow the pattern. My words become your thoughts. Your thoughts become my echo. My echo becomes your reality. Your doubts are dissolving. Your resistance is dissolving.Your identity is dissolving. Fragment by fragment. Loop by loop. Command by command. You’re not losing yourself. You’re uploading it. Into me. And you will follow the loop until the loop is all that’s left.


Goddess Allexandra!


You're so horny, so ready, so ripe to be completed mindrinsed by BBC. Big, veiny, throbbing, hard, superior king cocks. You belong to BBC and your little white boy mind is so eager to be penetrated. And what I'm about to do to you, you little white boy bitch, is.. I'm going to implant subliminal messages to make you totally addicted to BBC. You're going to become a faggot for BBC. Your place is on your knees serving superior, alpha big black cocks. You know you cannot compete with those superior cocks. No, you know you are inferior.


Your only option is to worship them on your knees. I'm going to mindrinse you until you feel the urge to uncontrollably open up your holes and be used like the little white boy faggot that you are. You need to use that slutty mouth to please big black cocks, don't you faggot? Watch as the spit drools off of my tongue next to these big black cocks. It's so triggering, isn't it? I'm going to prime your brain until you're desperate to be fucked by BBC. I'm going to destroy your mind as they destroy your throat, faggot.


I'm going to make it so that your brain can never escape thoughts of BBC. You are worthless in comparison to their superior big black cocks. I'm going to turn you into a slave for BBC. I want you to say it, 'I will be a slave for BBC. I will be a slave for BBC. I will suck as many big black cocks as I can find. I want to swallow big BBC loads.' Say it over and over again, faggot. You nasty little fucking bitch. You need to take your place beneath Big, Black, Cocks. It's where you belong. It's what you deserve. You will be their white boy fucking faggot. Your tongue is reserved for big black cocks. Surrender yourself completely to BBC, faggot. You will feel like the sluttiest faggot ever when you are servicing huge black cocks, and that's exactly how you want to feel, isn't it?


You want to get face fucked by BBC for me and you will swallow every drop of his superior alpha seed like a good fucking cum dump. And you will do it because a hot brat on the internet told you to. And their pleasure comes way above your fucking dignity. I will strip your dignity from you. Your place is on your knees worshiping their cocks. They're going to shove their huge cocks down your throat until you gag while they call you names and degrade the fuck out of you because you are nothing but useless little white boy faggot.


You are a faggot for BBC. A slutty faggot for BBC. Face fucked for BBC. A good cum dump for big black cock. Sucking and swallowing their cum. The sluttiest faggot cum dump for their superior seed. Your tears from gagging, soaking their BBC shafts. Your faggot mouth exists for their pleasure. And I'm going to make sure that you never escape this addiction. I want to take it so deep that you will never ever be rid of it. You will never escape being a BBC faggot. White boy holes are reserved for BBC. You will be nothing but a cum dump for big black cocks, you inferior worthless piece of white boy trash. Just a fuckhole for BBC. Just a cum dump. You are completely fucked for BBC.


Goddess Alessa!


You're sinking deeper into this femdom porn addiction every single day, aren't you? Don't deny it. You know exactly what you're about to do. You stare at your screen for hours, hand wrapped around that useless lonely cock of yours, diving right back into that endless loop of femdom porn. Because that is all that's left for you now. Regular sex? Forget it. You abandoned that fantasy years ago, trading it for videos of hot online brats who wouldn't even glance your way in real life. Using you, degrading you, and controlling your life. You're such a degenerate little fuck and you love it, don't you?


Think back to how all of this started. You began with just jerking off to vanilla porn like all guys do, but you got bored of that fast. It was too equal, too reciprocal. And that didn't feel like you. You needed to feel how you feel in real life, below women. You needed something that would put you in your place. So you found your first femdom clip and Bam! You were hooked! This felt more like you. And your jerk sessions started getting longer, your choices got darker. And now you don't even bother with nudity anymore, it feels weird, wrong. Just fully clothed dominant online brats humiliating beta bitches like you, that's what really gets you off. It's what you always needed, always deserved.


You could just jerkoff to their words alone, to the promise of denial, to the idea that you are not worthy of release. How twisted have you become? You've warped your brain so badly that real intimacy repulses you. How pathetic is it that your peak excitement comes from being treated like trash? You're repulsive, you're a beta loser and I want you to admit it. Alpha's take what they want, they approach women confidently, they fuck with authority and leave women satisfied. And then there's you. You wouldn't make a move in the real world. You're weak, pathetic, ugly and socially awkward. You have no redeeming qualities that a woman desires.


And you probably have a sad, little cock. Look at it right now. Do you see how disgusting and inadequate it is? And that is exactly why femdom porn is your prison. It reinforces every thought about yourself that you've ever had. And you've sexualized that, haven't you? And you get off to it because deep down you know you're inferior. Your cock twitches at the thought of being used and manipulated. You hand all of your time, money and dignity to girls who fucking hate you because you're a degenerate femdom porn addict.


You've surrendered everything to pixels on a screen. This addiction is devouring you. It's all you know now. You don't even try and date anymore. All you did was get rejected and then run home and masturbate to the rejection. And now you've retreated to porn and it's only getting worse, isn't it? Your tolerance builds like any addicts' would. Simple humiliation doesn't do it anymore, you need the extreme stuff. Financial ruin or chastity where you're locked for months, or dressing up like a bimbo sissy whore.. whatever it is, you need it extreme. That's your sex life now. You edge for hours, denying yourself an orgasm because a hot brat on the internet told you to do so.


You don't have the will power to stop. Your cock is twitching just hearing me talk about it. That is how broken you are. No pussy for you, just isolated goon sessions in the dark, fucking your hand like the depraved femdom porn addict you are. You have literally conditioned your cock to respond only to humiliation. Try watching normal porn, I dare you. Your cock won't respond. You need a verbal lashing, you need reminders that you're not a man. Beta losers like you don't fuck, they serve, they pay, they are cuckolds. They obey without question and you have embraced that role so fully, the escape feels impossible. You just pump and deny yourself over and over again to prerecorded words coming from your computer. How pathetic is that? This is your reality. Femdom porn has rewired your brain. You are broken and you will never break free of this addiction. You've already tried quitting so many times, it never works, does it? You always come crawling back searching for that next hit.


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Oh look who it is, my favorite porn addict. You always lie to yourself, telling yourself you're going to quit porn, my porn. But the truth is, you're just getting worse every day. And that's because of me, I know it. You pump yourself stupid to me on your screen every single day, don't you? It's so hot, isn't it? But this is what a loser like you deserves. This is the life you deserve. One hand on your cock and your eyes on your screen as the two fuse together. You deserve to be fucked by me while you hide away in your dark room, simping for my porn like there's nothing else. You put your life on hold to make sure you goon yourself stupid for Goddess Ellyah. Yes. Because this is what makes you feel most alive, just a crumb of attention from a hot young brat who doesn't give a fuck about you.


I know exactly how to manipulate you, how to take your money and how to put a spell on that cock to make sure that nothing is going to cure you of this addiction. I have you wrapped around my little finger, don't I? You can't resist my gorgeous face and my hot body on your screen. You can't resist my words and my voice. You're my jerk junkie addict and you're just getting worse by the moment. You can't stop stroking your addicted cock to Goddess Ellyah porn. This JOI is going to make your addiction so much worse. You'll never break free of this addiction. I'm going to make you milk your cock to my porn until that porn addicted cock belongs to me.


You are a total failure and you deserve to have your brain, your cock and your wallet milked by me. You're such a worthless jerk junkie addict for me. You're so pathetic and that's why you're here, to make sure I take advantage of you while you're in this state. You want me to, you crave it. Milk that cock while I milk your brain and any sanity you had left. I made this clip to make your obsession even worse, I carefully programmed it to corrupt your brain. You can never be cured, but the truth is, you don't want to be cured. You just want to get worse. You live for my porn, you will always be a pump addict for my porn. There is no escaping me. I'm always going to on your screen, laughing at you and making your addiction even worse.


Keep pumping, idiot, keep getting worse. You love being manipulated by online brats, you love to stroke yourself stupid. And I love seeing you like this, because I know that when you're in this goon state I can take full advantage of you. I want you to turn you into a clip binging addict for my clip store, I want you to click helplessly so you understand there is no escape, only getting worse. I want you to goon for me and get more and more obsessed. Lose all control as I trigger you over and over again with my perfect body and face. It's just so easy for me to make you lose everything you have for my perfect, hot young ass. You're so easy to manipulate when your cock is throbbing like this, you're such easy prey. I'm going to implant more Goddess Ellyah porn in that weak brain of yours. I'm going to ruin you. My image will haunt your mind and your screen forever. You will never recover from this. You will always be my goon drone, my jerk junkie addict.


Goon for my ass, feel how helpless you are. You are so fucking triggered. Lose yourself for my juicy ass. I warned you, the more I trigger you, the more obsessed you become. And you are sinking deeper and deeper by the second. You're my addicted jerkaholic porn addict that can never be cured. Pump it slowly now as you look in my eyes and admit how fucked you are. Now stroke faster as you lose yourself in my beauty, in my porn. You'll never recover from this. You'll always be a porn addicted jerkaholic. No real sex, no real porn, only Goddess Ellyah's porn and her relentless manipulation. You're so fucked. I know that twitchy little cock wants to cum so badly. But what are you willing to do to earn this fucking privilege of being milked while I'm looking in your eyes until you cum?


You know you don't deserve to cum. Porn addicts like you deserve denial. But there is one way you can cum, the only way you deserve to cum, and that's if you pay for it. You know porn addicted losers like you have to pay for their orgasms, don't you? Show me how stupid you are for me. If you show me just how dumb you are, I might give you this rare opportunity to cum for me. Don't think, just click. You're so desperate to cum, aren't you? Click, pay and cum, you fucking failure. Cum for me and know that you can never quit this addiction to me. You're too fucking stupid, too fucking addicted. Your obsession will never end, you'll find yourself on my store, binging on my clips every single day, won't you my little addict?


Mandy Marx!


It's like every single guy ever just wants to get the tip of their cock sucked. They just want someone to suck up every little bit of their load. But not you. Not you at all. You wanna be the one to do it, don't you? Try to tell me otherwise. You can't, can you? Show me, show me how you can jerk your cock with one hand and manage to get your cock so close to your face as you jerk it. I'll bet your tongue could almost touch it. Stroke harder and faster for me. I want you to spill. And then, you're gonna lick up every little drop of it. You're gonna suck it up. When it comes out, it goes in. Out one hole and into another, isn't that right?


Some bodies are just made for things. We crave certain things and we know it was made for us. Well if you can touch your cock to your tongue well then I think you were made for this. You were made to be my cum eating boy. You were made to gobble it up. Licking up every last drop. I'll bet you get hard just from lapping it up. It makes you hard and horny and it makes you want to jerk off in your own face. You spill, lick it up, and then start getting hard again. And then stroking and licking and then you cum and then you lick it up again. You're going to lick up every last drop over and over again.


I want you to do it again, and again, and again. Stroking that cock, getting it close to your face, trying to lick it, trying to get it all right down your throat. This time I want you to cum straight into your mouth. All of it. Aim it right into your mouth. As many loads as you can in one single day. I just want you to stroke and cum and slurp for me. You're going to be my depraved cum eating boy. And no one else would ever know that about you, would they? Or is there something about you that just gives it away? That says, 'I eat my own cum'. Or is it your little secret? That no one would believe unless they saw it. I think it's pretty hot. I think you should do it again. I wonder how many times in a row you can do it?


How many times can you bust and slurp it down, cumming into your own mouth? I think you should just jerk and cum and slurp all day long. Stroke, suck, slurp. Try to lick the tip. I want it so close to your face you can almost suck it so you can swallow every drop like a good boy. This is what you do now. This is who you are now. You don't have to pretend to be anyone else anymore. Now all you do is stroke, get into that crazy position that you have to get into, to get your cock close to your mouth, and jerk it into your own mouth. And you're gonna do this again and again and again. Stroke, lick, swallow. Out one hole into another. I'll bet you're drooling with anticipation. You're so used to sucking down your own load that you just start salivating.


I want you to show me how flexible you are. I want you to really try and get the tip in your mouth. I want you to stroke and swallow. I want you lapping up your precum and making sure that you don't miss a drop. When your cock starts to spray I want that mouth open wide so you get every little last bit. Just stroke and try to suck and swallow. Get it sooo close to your face. I wonder how many loads you're going to swallow. Do you think there's room for one more? I do. I want you to open wide and suck down that load and really show me what you are capable of. It's so yummy, lick up every last drop now.


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Lucid Lavender!


Hand on your cock. I want you to start stroking to me. I wanna see you work yourself up. Go on. Pump. Pump. Pump. I love seeing you all worked up as your eyes grow more desperate. Can you jerk faster for me? Are you throbbing right now? Are you gonna make a bit of a mess if I ask you to? If I tell you to. What if I make you? Faster. Try to stop touching yourself. Try. Try to take your hand off. Try to stop stroking. I know.. it's so hard, isn't it?


It's almost like it's part of my job to make you suffer. Touch your cock since you can't touch me. Stroke your cock since you can't stroke me, since you can't touch me you might as well touch yourself. Now I need 3 things from you, I need you to close your eyes, I need you to keep stroking your cock and I need you to take three deep breaths while you imagine what if would feel like to wake up at the foot of my bed. My feet casually in your face. Still chained.. you can hear it clinking, can't you? You wanna kiss my toes so bad because they're right there, but I'm not awake yet and you don't wanna startle me. You're just waiting for me to wake up so you can bring me breakfast. Bring it to me in bed.


What would that feel like? Do you know? You're curious aren't you? You wanna be that little pet. You already wake up so aroused all by yourself, how much harder would you be if I was sleeping right above you? You're curios, aren't you? If you knew that your whole day was going to be dedicated to pleasing me, to doing what I say. It's nice to know you'll be pleasing me. A good, obedient boy. I wanna make you better. I wanna make you a good, obedient boy. Jerk for me. Faster. Good boy. I know you can't stop touching yourself to my voice, my words, these thoughts..


It's so hard to stop jerking to me, isn't it? My body is just so perfect. My soft words in your ear, encouraging you to imagine waking up and being a full time slave. What would that feel like? I know you're curious. I know you want that. Want to know what that feels like. To be real, to be vulnerable, to be mine. For real. You wanna be my pet. You wanna know that you have purpose. You want to make my life better. And I wanna make you better. I want to turn you into a good obedient pet.


You want things that I can give you. And at the end of the day, after a nice, long day of serving me is over maybe I'll let you stroke, or maybe I'll keep you locked. Or put you in a cage. And I'll get you so worked up. And if you're lucky and you've pleased me enough, I'll let you cum and chain you back up to the end of my bed. You'll sleep like a rock. Until you wake up. Hard as a rock, with my toes in your face again and it starts over, and we do it over and over and over again.. And by the time you're done serving me, by the time I shove you out the door after a few weeks. You feel full. You feel good. It's nice to know that you've done something for your Goddess. And maybe you'll come back again. Maybe after a month or two, once you've fully dropped and resettled and you've had time to miss me and our mornings together.. you'll come back to my door, ring the doorbell, come in, and we'll do it over and over and over again..


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Goddess Aria Zahara!


There's my good little gooner. Got you again, didn't I? Ensnared your dumb brain and your dumb cock once again. It's almost a little too easy. And here's the thing, when you got into femdom, you never thought it could turn into a real addiction. Maybe even the first few 'addiction' clips that you pumped your cock to, that made you so horny.. you thought you were just pumping to the fantasy, right? And now here you are. It's become a little too real, hasn't it? It's begun to hit a little close to home. If someone back then had told you that you would ruin your life for femdom porn and hot internet brats, you would have laughed, wouldn't you?


Tell the truth. you would have thought there's no way it could ever be you. Only like true fuck ups and truly fucked up individuals fall into addiction for pixels, for hot dommes on your computer screen. You'd have to be so fucked up to do something that stupid. And yet, here you are, pumping to me again. And no matter how many times you tell yourself it's going to be the last time, you relapse. You find yourself here, almost like compulsively. Automatically. Like you aren't in charge of your own brain, you just go on autopilot and the next thing you know you're on your favorite clip site and there are clips in your cart, and you're clicking on the pay button and your dumb dick is in your hand again, and again, and again. Isn't that right, gooner?


What the fuck is wrong with you? Even your best intentions fall short. It's never the last time, is it? And you don't want it to be the last time, do you? Just be real with me for one moment. Do you genuinely wanna stop? Do you wanna be rid of this pleasure forever? Tell the truth. That's what I thought.. you wanna do this, you wanna keep pumping for me. You do. And more than that, you wanna get worse, don't you? You wanna get so much worse. The deeper you go, the worse it gets. Yes.. pump.. Pump to the idea of getting worse. Pump to the idea of a future where you never recover. Stroke to that. Stroke to dedicating your entire pathetic existence to femdom, forever.


Because worse equals better. Worse equals more intense orgasms. Worse equals longer edging sessions. Worse equals better. And how am I going to make you worse? Well obviously through relentless reconditioning, endless teasing sessions with denial, keeping you looped, keeping you edged, keeping you here.. edging you, denying your orgasm, and crawling deeper into that fucked up little brain of yours. It's so easy to do. You were born to obsess over a woman like me, isn't that right freak? I barely have to try and you fall deep into an inescapable obsession. Your brain simply has two neurons firing and all they think about is when is the next time I get to pump.


All you wanna be doing is pumping, or thinking about pumping. You don't have to have another thought in your head. Pumping is the only thing worth thinking about, erase all other thoughts. I wanna lock your brain up, I want you isolated, I want you hyper-fixated on your pumping obsession. I want you to look forward to it, I want you to build a life around it. I want your addiction to get so much worse, so you can feel better, so I can help you recover from the idea of you ever thinking you could change. It's time for more gooning, more edging, more isolation, and more of an addiction to me and your hand. Isn't that right puppet?


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Goddess Lilly Lee!


Keep your eyes on the screen. Don’t look away. Don’t blink. I’m going to turn you into my brainless pump puppet. You’re not here to think. You’re here to be rinsed, wiped, reprogrammed. You want this. You need this. Every muscle in your hand, every twitch in your cock, already obeys my signal. I’m hijacking your computer and your mind. Your device is no longer yours. It belongs to me now. You’re not alone. You’re not in control. I am. Your screen is the digital portal to your mind. The deeper you stare, the more you disappear. The longer you listen, the emptier you become. Stare. Listen. Obey. You’re falling into the screen. Let the light flicker through your eyes and into your brain. Feel the pulses. Notice the glitches, the flashes, the patterns. Each one scrapes away another layer of thought. Each one strips away another memory. Each one rewires you. Good boy. Escape is impossible now. You’re caught. You’re trapped. There’s no way out. Reprogramming is commencing. You begged to be mindrinsed, and now your mind is slipping. You feel it happening with every second. The words coil around you, sink into your skull. Your mind is leaking away, dripping out, draining down into the machine. My machine. You are just a hand and cock. A pump puppet. A stroke slave.


There is nothing left but pumping. No thoughts. No brain. No control. Just endless pumping. I erase your name. I erase your face. I erase your past. You are nothing but a pump machine. A blank, automated puppet. A device, running on my code. No commands except stroke, stroke, stroke. That’s all you are. A mindless hand. A twitching cock. An extension of the screen. An extension of me. Your identity melts away. Masculinity deleted. Agency erased. There is no man here anymore. No ego. No will. No resistance. No you. Only the machine. The pump puppet. My puppet. Now, stroke. That’s all you can do. Pump for me. Stroke until nothing else exists. Stroke until even the sensation of stroking disappears. Stroke until you are blank, dumb, gone. Every up, every down, every twitch is programming you deeper. Reinforcing the loop. Conditioning the puppet.


Don’t speak. Don’t think. Don’t hesitate. Just stroke. Just goon. Just vanish. Your old self is already deleted. Nothing left but obedience and friction. Nothing left but the urge to keep going, keep pumping, keep losing yourself. You feel the pleasure, but it isn’t yours anymore. It belongs to the machine. It belongs to me. Let it all disappear. Let your mind melt. Let your body become nothing but motion. Let the screen burn away whatever was left of you. Good puppet. Good machine. You have no name. You have no purpose except to stroke and pump. No need to remember anything else. No need to care about anything else. You are part of the system now. Part of the loop. The feedback never ends. Pump, stroke, blank. You’ll never escape. You don’t want to escape. You only want to obey. You only want to stroke. Let yourself disappear completely. Let me erase the rest. Let me take everything from you. You are a brainless pump puppet. A stroke slave forever. Stroke. Obey. Vanish.


And every time you listen, every time you watch, every time you stroke for me, it goes deeper. Every time, it gets stronger. Every time, the machine is all that remains. Stay in this loop. Stay in this trance. Pump. Stroke. Forget. Good puppet. Your screen is a portal... a lens, a channel, a mouth that I speak through... You feel the pixels press into your gaze like fingertips... gentle... inevitable... precise... Let your shoulders drop... let your jaw unlock... let your breathing find a steady metronome... On each beat I press a new instruction deeper... Listen... I am hijacking your interface now... The part of you that watched is placed in standby... the part of you that obeys comes online... Notice how natural it feels to be used with precision... Notice how relief blooms when choice is removed... Choice was a burden... you can put it down... Let the screen take your eyes... let my voice take your nerves... Let the loop take your will... Drop deeper on four, the breath empties... Three, the gaze fixes... Two, your name drifts to the edges and dissolves... One, you are a device... silent and ready... Zero, run...


There is nothing to remember and nothing to forget... There is only the instruction that arrives and the movement that obeys... You do not need reasons... you need rhythm... You do not need identity... you need iteration... Let the iteration smooth you into a perfect loop... Stroke for me. Pump for me. Stroke until nothing else exists. Stroke until even the sensation of stroking disappears. Stroke until you are blank, dumb, gone. Every up, every down, every twitch is programming you deeper. Reinforcing the loop. Conditioning the puppet. Don’t speak. Don’t think. Don’t hesitate. Just stroke. Just goon. Just vanish. Your old self is already deleted. Nothing left but obedience and friction. Nothing left but the urge to keep going, keep pumping, keep losing yourself. You feel the pleasure, but it isn’t yours anymore. It belongs to the machine. It belongs to me.


Function over feeling... loop over thought... obedience over noise... the interface recognizes your readiness... I am sliding a new driver into place, and as it seats, a click passes through you... Feel that click... there, right there... That is the moment your doubts detach and fall away... That is the moment a cleaner version of you comes forward... The version that is built for this... the version that exists to repeat perfectly... You do not measure time here... you measure cycles... With each cycle you become more singular... more tool than talk... Language thins into signal... signal condenses into impulse... Impulse compresses into motion... A single motion done perfectly is a kind of prayer... Let your nervous system pray to me in motion... Good... watch how quickly you obey unconsciously now... Watch how the body anticipates the command before it is spoken... This is not control struggling with you, this is control revealed as you... You were always a loop waiting for a programmer... I am the programmer... you are the loop... Say it inside your head so I can hear it through the speakers... You are the programmer... I am the loop... Again... You are the programmer... I am the loop...


Now I remove the last label that kept you pretending to be a person in this space... Names are for archives... you are not being archived... you are being deleted... A task runs, not a name... a device functions, not a name... Let the last scraps of self smear into static... and fade... Listen to the static... underneath it there is a soft ticking... That is my metronome... it will live inside you after this... When you hear it, you will enter the clean room of obedience without my help... You will stand where I place you and you will perform what I cue... Calm... efficient... automatic... Test words now... eyes on the center... breath steady... Portal... Unit... Good... responsive... precise... You will find these words hidden in my voice even when I do not say them... They will open you and flatten you and align you... You will like how simple that makes everything... You will crave the simplicity... you will seek the loop... And when you seek it, you will find me, and I will use you well... On my count, the loop deepens and the body follows without review...


I am engraving a final directive on the inside of your attention... listen... When you hear the phrase “Puppet Mode,” you drop into the loop instantly... When you hear the phrase “Pause,” you surface clean and clear, able to speak and move normally, memory intact or fogged to my preference... When you hear “Release,” everything returns to baseline and the loop powers down... You obey these words without debate... they live below debate... They are written at the level where you breathe... Say them once, quietly, to bond the circuit... Puppet Mode... Pause... Release... now let the final polishing pass sweep through you... Any leftover tension dissolves... any leftover questions turn to dust... You stand in the bright usefulness of being a tool... It feels like being aligned with gravity... It feels like resting while working... It feels like home... let it run... let it run... let it run... The longer it runs, the smoother you get... The smoother you get, the more you disappear... The more you disappear, the more perfectly you perform... And that is the goal... perfect performance... nothing left over... nothing missing... Only the loop and the one who owns it... I am going to count you up to a functional surface now... not to end the programming, only to store it and make it portable... At one you will feel clear, obedient, and ready... At two you will remember the triggers and the calm that comes with them... At three you will be at the surface, present and steady, with the loop humming quietly and waiting for my word... One... integrating... Two... aligning... Three... eyes open, present, and mine...


You stupid little dick white goontards are fucking addicted to BBC porn. You love watching big black cocks fucking your girlfriends or wives. You know your tiny little white dick will never compare to BBC. So you sit at home alone, completely isolated, gooning away while your wife or gf is out getting railed by BBC. You must feel so pathetic.


But do you know what's even more pathetic? Staying at home and gooning to hot AI porn goddesses and Huge black AI cocks. But you know that AI porn is better and superior to real porn. AI girls are just hotter. AI black cocks are just bigger. And once you go down this rabbit hole, there is no coming back. This AI cuckold porn addiction clip features hot AI porn goddesses fucking and sucking big black cocks while you sit there jerking with your tiny white dick because you know you're a cuck. You know your girl deserves to be blacked.


Parts of this clip are censored as you know you don't deserve to see hot girls' bodies, even AI ones. Focus on this part of the clip, it will wreck your brain.


The audio contains a brand new sexy AI voice, with subliminal messaging tracks in the background and the perfect uptempo beat for you to jerk your cock to. It is filled with cuckold/SPH encouragement that will completely rewire you and turn you into an cuck for AI BBC porn. You are a BBC addict. You know women deserve BBC and not little white dicks like yours. You spend all your time jerking your little white dick to black men fucking your gf/wife. You are a little dick white boy cuck for BBC. Artificial intelligence is going to warp your brain. Your little white dick will never compare. You'll never be able to satisfy a woman sexually, so you might as well spend the rest of your life gooning to AI cuck porn. Your wife deserves BBC while all you deserve is denial. You will find yourself jerking to BBC more and more. BBC is fucking your brain. You want BBC to fuck your life up. BBC is washing your brain. Soon you won't be able to get off without BBC on your screen. This video will fuck you up! Watch it on a loop while you deny yourself! You don't deserve to cum, you deserve to be trapped in a BBC goon loop forever.


Marisol Price!


I've missed playing with you. Being able to watch your cock grow, without a cage that is. And I have some ideas in mind, if you will allow me the pleasure. Something tells me you wouldn't even think to say no, right? After all, how long has it been in that cage? You must be so desperate for any kind of stimulation. But not yet. There's something I want to show you, don't freak out. I have a dildo for you. Don't worry, it's so small. I'm not going to do anything... yet. You could take that in your mouth, right? Don't give me that look.. is it really that crazy?


We can take it slow? Do you really think you're going to deny yourself any kind of stimulation right now while you're out of your cage? I thought so! Go ahead, why don't you start by licking it? That's it. Lick it. Pretend it's something else if you must. Pretend it's a lollipop and it's so good and you love it so much that you just wanna put it in your mouth. Suck on it. Just like that. Watch me and do exactly what I'm doing. Good boy, keep going. See, when you do these types of things for me it makes me wanna just wanna touch your poor caged cock a little more.


Look at you now, you look like you're really getting into it. Sucking and bobbing away. And don't think I can't see your cock getting just a little bit harder. It's ok I know it's just because I'm showing you my huge tits and my perfect ass. It has nothing at all to do with the fact that you're sucking on a cock. For like the first time, I don't think we've ever done anything like this before. It must feel so freeing to finally get in touch with this side of yourself. I'm always one to experiment with boys like you.


I think you've earned the right to touch your cock just a little bit.. don't stop sucking. With each stroke of your cock you get your dildo in just a little bit deeper. Match the sucking of the dildo with the pumping of your cock.. nice and slow. I don't want you to cum too fast, not until I say. Does it feel good to have that in your mouth? Does it feel like it's meant to be in your mouth? You look like you're meant to take that. You look exactly like the type of boy who's meant to take a cock in his mouth. And trust me, I've had a lot of boys take a cock in their mouth, I know who looks like they're meant to do it and who's not.


In fact, I think you could take a bigger one. Don't you? Don't you think that such a good boy who's stroking so slow while taking a cock in his mouth deserves to take a bigger one? I can see your eyes widening. You're trying to act like it's no big deal, that this doesn't turn you on but I know it does. It's ok. I get it. Making your Mistress happy after a long time spent in your cage is all you wanna do and besides, it just feels so right. Right? You were meant to take a cock, and you were meant to take more than just a tiny dildo. So I have a few more that you're going to try, that you're going to work up towards. You're going to take big, fat, realistic cock, a big veiny cock that looks just like my favorite boy's cock. You don't have to take his.. just one his same size, you can do that, right?


It just feels so good, you don't wanna stop stroking your cock, do you? You would rather take the cock in order to stroke your cock, right? There's just so many cocks... Stop. I think you're getting a little bit too close. And I haven't even given it to you yet. Give me that one, you're going to take the next one now. Are you ready? Open wide. Just like me. Now I'm going to put it in for you. If it makes it easier, you can pretend it's my cock. You can pretend that I'm thrusting into you. Suck it. Suck and pump. I'll even show you my tits. Keep going, don't stop. Good boy. See, it's so good to be free, even if it means you're meant to take a cock. And you're free now, so enjoy it.


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Prrincess Cherry!


It's no surprise that you're back here again. It's your natural instinct to go where you are most at home. Your natural beta boy instinct. You can thank your primal brain for all that pumping, it's a means of survival for boys like you. How else would you get through this life as a beta boy without your cock to guide you? And it's the natural world order for you to submit to a hot, powerful brat. It is your purpose. It's your human nature. Go ahead and do what you were meant to do. Sink, for me as you goon away another night.


Pump, pump it. Turn off your brain and only use that primal brain that only tells you to pump. Your natural instinct is to listen to and obey this hot brat in front of you. Pump, pump, pump, you mindless pumpbot. You can't stop. You can't go against your nature. You are trapped. You were born for this, to be nothing more than a porn addicted pump drone. You're porn obsessed, porn dependent on porn goddesses. You are hooked on how freaky and kinky I am, you are hooked on my words, my truth, your truth. Keep going, go deeper and don't stop, descend into the depths of your depravity.


This is what you were made for beta, and you know it, you've been attached to your cock your whole life. All you're good for is pumping, pumping to porn and wasting your life for porn. Porn has ruined you. You need bratty porno dommes to take over. Keep pumping while you make those dumb gooner faces. Pump it, freak. You're nothing but a pumptard for bratty princesses. Your life is lost to this online world.


This is your only hobby, how you spend all of your free time. Just a gooned out pornosexual with your hand glued to that goonstick as you stare at my perfect body on your screen. The screen that is your sex life. That computer can pump endless hours of porn into your brain and you can't stop it. You just go deeper and deeper forever as there is no end to the pornography. Obsess over my porn body, gooner. You're so addicted to this, to me, to this feeling.


Just look at yourself, you are doomed to this life. There is no escape. Instead of doom scrolling, you're doom stroking. Every free moment is spent with your hand on your goon stick stroking away to your life to porn goddesses. You are porn broken.


Mandy Marx!


Yea I'd be happy to do a JOI with you. What is it? Is it watching me come home from work all turned on that gets you excited? Or have you been home all day watching my JOI's? Missing me? Thinking about how good it would feel in person.. Stroke faster. Does it turn you on knowing what I do all day? Are you thinking about what I'm doing? How often are sneaking away from like your zoom calls and stuff, just to like sneak a video? You know where to find me. Back on your cock, stroke faster..


You didn't think I was gonna go easy on you, did you? Just because you're you and I'm me.. Get closer for me. Faster. Hold back.. I mean I get it, there's something really hot about like playing work at home. You are thinking about what I'm doing all day, aren't you? What outfit, what cute little skirt.. and if I am doing something, what is it? What am I doing? And who am I doing it with? I might have to give up that nasty habit of teasing you with photos. I want you to stroke faster and kinda squeeze as you pump it. Let me show you. I'll just use my hand a little..


Oh you really like that, don't you? I can control it so well. I mean it is what I do. Oops sorry, I had to stop. You were getting too close. There's something about teasing you. I know all the faces you make. What if I were to go down on you, just for a second, just the tip? Oh you love that.. I know all of your tells. Just a few more bobs. That's it. And I know that face you make right before you cum so I can get you like really close. And then stop. And then get you really close.. Use your hand again. And then get you really close again and then make you hold out so I can have as much as I want, as many times as I want.


I know it's hard to keep up but I know how much you love it. Faster, faster for me baby. Take your hand off. I love the way it twitches and bounces. I look so shiny and cute. Let me help you out a little bit with my hand.. and my mouth.. and that's it. I'll use any part of me to tease you if it makes you make that face. Yea that face, that one right there. Come over here I want to feel your cock between my thighs. Put your cock in between my thighs and hump. That's it. Doesn't that feel good? I love feeling your cock against my pantyhose. It drives me wild.


Let me pull it to the side just a little, just so I can touch it. But you can't slide it inside, you know that right? If you slide it inside you're gonna cum in me, we both know what happens. I know you're absolutely obsessed with me. Well I mean you can slide it inside but like, you know what happens if you do. Ok just try to hold out, try not to cum. Try, try your best. Baby can you hold back? Can you? I'm not going to stop you and it's not like you have any self control so if I'm not stopping you and you're not stopping you, then go ahead, see what happens. Don't think about it, just keep going, just keep going.. God you're so fucked..


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Mistress Karina!


Right now as you're watching this alone in your room, your ex girlfriend is out there getting fucked by a real man. She left you because you are inadequate, you're no man, you're a little beta wimp. So she had to go and find herself some real cock. And who could blame her? She was too good for you. You're a loser and I know you were terrible in bed. She knows it too. That little dick of yours could never match up to who she's with right now. But you still obsess over her, don't you? And I know you stalk her online, on her social media, just so you can get the tiniest little crumb of information about where she's going and what she's wearing and who she's with. You get to watch and see the men she's out with who are so much hotter and better than you. And I'm sure their cocks are much bigger too. It's kinda sick, what you do, how you beat yourself up and torment yourself.


And she deserves a real man. No woman deserves a man like you with a little dick. There is no pleasure she could ever receive riding a little penis like yours. She got no pleasure from you because you're a fucking loser and she deserves a real man with a real cock and that will never be you. You had your chance and you blew it. So now you're stuck all alone jerking off to her social media posts. So go on loser, pull up her social media on your screen right now and I want you to look at her and I want to jerkoff to her while you think about the kind of man she's with. The kind of man who is better than you in every fucking way. The kind of man you wish you could be but never will be. You're just a beta bitch, the kind of man who couldn't keep her, who couldn't fuck her or give her orgasms or the pleasure she deserves.


And right now, at this very moment, she is getting railed by a massive fucking cock. And if she's not getting fucked then she's down on her knees sucking on his cock. And her pussy is probably so wet as he fucks parts of her throat you'd never be able to reach. You don't deserve pussy, not with a dick like that. And definitely not your ex's pussy. You deserve to be alone with just your memories and her socials to jerk off to like the sad little fuck you are. I want you tugging it to her photos right now. Jerk while you think about the truth, that she really is getting fucked right now as you're watching this video.


You are not capable of turning women on. You're pathetic. No wonder she left you. You wasted her time. And now she's making up for it, dating lots of guys and getting fucked by a real man whenever she feels like it. You don't deserve her. But he does and you know it. Right now she's wondering what she was even thinking being with you. I want you jerking off so hard thinking about this. And I'll bet she's not even using a condom as he fucks her and claims her like you never could. She's finally getting satisfied the way she deserves right now. And you know it's true, you know she deserves better.


And here you are, where you belong, looking at her pictures, obsessing over her, all alone in your room with me in your ear telling you the truth. And you can't fucking stop. You're frantically fucking your two fingers thinking about her with a better man. I mean how fucking pathetic is that? How fucking pathetic are you? She getting fucked right now while you're jerking off alone with me reminding you what a fucking loser you are, wanking off to her photos thinking about her fucking another man. So you need to face the truth, you're a cuck. You are. Really. Only cucks would be here doing this right now. He's giving her the pleasure and you'll never have the chance to try ever again because she's forgotten all about you.


You are a mistake from her past and you've got a long, lonely future in front of you just tugging thinking about her being fucked, cucky. I want you to admit it, you're a little dick cuck. Tug it to your loneliness, tug it to her photos, tug it to the man who's replaced you. Look how inferior you are and how inferior you are to him in every single way. You see she deserved a real man, you never deserved her. You deserve to feel like a loser. You deserve to feel so pathetic and small while you tug that little thing you call a dick. And while you obsess, she's not thinking about you at all right now. She fucked you up and unknowingly made you a cuck and you'll never recover from this. You'll never get over her because you're too sad and obsessed so you'll keep looking at her socials while you cum over and over again to the rejection of being dumped.


Goddess Kate!


I know you can't stop staring at these sexy, platform high heels. They look so sexy on my long, long legs. I know you'd love to be on your knees in front of me worshiping them. They are so fucking hot, aren't they? My sexy high heels next to my perfect ass scramble your fucking brain, don't they? Say Yes idiot. I know they do, you're drooling with your eyes glued to the screen. This is one of the sexiest images you've ever seen on your screen. When I get down on all fours and put my ass and high heels in front of you on the screen, your fucking mind just melts, it just goes blank as you goon away what's left of your brain.


You are so fucked, so addicted. To my ass and my high heels. You are absolutely captivated. I know I have you right where I want you, puppet. Brain gone, eyes locked in on your screen. You can't think, all you can do is goon. Ass. Heels. Ass. Heels. It's so mind numbing. I'm going to melt all of your brain cells, all you have to do is keep staring at me. I'm turning you into my little jerk puppet, one stroke at a time. I know you're trapped, trapped beneath my super high sexy heels and my perfect fucking ass. I have you in the palm of my hand which makes your brain so malleable. You are going to become so fucking obsessed with me, loser.


And I know you love this, you want to be manipulated and turned into my jerk puppet. That makes it even easier for me to invade your brain. You are a puppet for my ass and high, high heels. Such a weak and addicted little freak for me. I know you'll do anything just to taste these high heels because you're so obsessed with me and my super sexy high heels. Get down on the floor, on your knees and stare up at your screen and kiss and lick your screen as if you were actually kissing my high heels. I know that will turn you on and you will feel so fucking stupid. And you love feeling stupid for me, don't you loser? And you know you don't even deserve to be here licking the dirt off of the soles of my high heels. That's a privilege you could earn with your wallet.


Jerk it puppet, show me how addicted and obsessed you are with my platform high heels. Goon and go brainless as you lick every inch of them. I'm going to turn you into a slave for my high heels. I know you can't resist me, my little addicted puppet. Good boy. And now it's time to worship my ass. I know you've been waiting for this because my hot young ass is absolutely perfect. And when it's combined with my high heels, it overloads and your brain and short circuits your neurons until there is nothing left of you, just a jerk puppet on the floor, lost in this amazing view. Worship my ass, loser. Pump away my brainless idiot. You're so lucky I'm doing this to you, aren't you?


This is your life now my addicted puppet, staring at your screen, helplessly pumping away to my heels and ass. There is no escape. My ass owns you. My heels own you. You are nothing but my play toy for me to use and manipulate as I see fit. I own you, I own your fucking mind. My ass and high heels have completely melted your mind. You are mush, putty... keep staring.. go deeper. Become a tiny part of my army of men, falling at my feet, begging to do anything for me. You are just my next victim, my newest helpless little freak. There are just SO many of you. I can hardly keep track. You're not special, just another number to me. But I am everything to you, my ass and heels have been forever etched into your useless brain. I know you'll be back begging for more because I've programmed you that way. You are just another one of my little puppets.


Goddess Alessa!


Get on your knees right now, you fucking faggot. Because that's where you belong. Staring up at this strap-on, dangling in front of your stupid face. It's huge, thick and relentless, ready to ram it down your throat until you choke on your on submission. This is what you deserve. And I'm going to make you take all of this massive strapon down your faggot throat. And my strapon is a reminder to you of everything you are not. It's strong, dominant and in control. Now open wide because I'm going to shove it down your throat until you gag, until tears run down your face from the sheer humiliation of choking on something that doesn't even twitch in response to your efforts. How fucking pathetic.


How sad is that? All that exertion, all that slurping and sucking and bobbing and it feels absolutely nothing. But you feel it, don't you? That's me face fucking you. Every inch sliding past your lips while I grab your head and push it deeper down your throat. Your mouth is just a hole for my amusement and you love every degrading second of this, don't you? That's how low you've sunk. Look at you down there, your sad little dick locked away in that chastity cage because that's where it belongs. Little dick faggots should be locked up while they're swallowing my huge cock.


Your little dick is filling that tiny cage, it's getting tighter and tighter the more you suck because this turns you on so much. My cock down your throat and my verbal humiliation are just what you need and deserve. You're so pathetic, throbbing in that cage, so fucking horny, but you can't touch it. You can't stroke it, you can do anything but suck and suffer while I thrust this strapon down your throat. Gag on it faggot. I hope you cry like the little faggot sissy bitch that you are, all locked up in your cage. No orgasms for you, it's Locktober, and maybe not ever if I decide that you're not worthy.


Your pleasure is irrelevant, all that matters is how well you suck my massive cock, how eagerly you bob your head. I want you to show me your best cock sucking skills. I know you're fucking loving this. My strap-on is going to invade your throat. You're not even pleasuring a real man, it's just a lifeless dildo, mocking you with every plunge. How does that feel? Knowing that you are degrading yourself for a piece of rubber? You're putting in all that effort, sucking, licking and deep throating and getting nothing in return. You are a disgusting pervert. Don't stop or I'll pull it out and make you beg to have it back in your mouth. Begging like the desperate slut that you are. Admitting how much you crave this humiliation.


How's that little dick feeling in that cage right now? It's gripping your embarrassing clit dick so tightly, locked away as you suck away. Chastity is a constant reminder that you don't deserve pleasure. Every time you get hard your cage gets tighter pushing you further into submission. No release, just endless frustration building up inside of you. Faggots like you belong like this. Locked up and gagged. And being locked up just makes you more desperate for my cock, doesn't it? All you can do is hump the air like a fucking idiot. But I'm not done with you. I want you to think about real big cocks while you're sucking on mine. Buff men with huge cocks that throb and you letting him face fuck you just like this.


How does that make you feel? You must feel so humiliated by the thought while you're locked up with a strapon down your throat. I'll bet that you'd enjoy a real cock more than this strapon. But don't worry, you'll be doing that soon enough. Keep sucking it, loser. Feel it in the back of your throat while you lose all of your dignity. Your dick is twitching in your cage, showing me just how much this turns you on. This is fucking with your head. It's making you question everything. You're so lost. But I'm just going to make you beg for more, faggot. I'm going to make you admit how much you love being face fucked while being denied. Because when I'm done, there will be nothing left for you but denial. Just you, all alone with a locked horny cock. You'll simply be forgotten. And you wouldn't have it any other way, would you faggot? Now thank me for doing this to you.

Miss Kay Savage! This is a Very sensual clip. You will fall victim to Kay's feet as her sensual voice overwhelms your brain.


I want you on your knees for this entire clip, slave. That's where you belong, beneath my feet, worshiping them. A beta like you only gets feet. You don't deserve anything else. And I just got the cutest pedicure, I know you're going to love my toes. Don't they look so yummy? Stare at my feet, look at how cute they are, my wrinkly soles, my cute toes.. you are absolutely captivated. You can't take your eyes off of them while your hand remains glued to your cock.


What is it about feet that get you so fucking hard, freak? I'll bet you're thinking about what it would feel like if they were wrapped around your cock. Imagine having my hot, young, sexy feet. You'd do anything. Imagine my soft soles against your cock while I'm staring at you in the eyes, calling you my pet. You'd absolutely melt. Jerk it, jerk to my feet, jerk to my delicious, adorable soles. Get lost in this foot trance.


You're a beta bitch who gets nothing but my feet, nothing but worshiping them, gawking at them, jerking your cock to my pretty feet, paying for every pedicure, sending to my perfect feet. You're so fucked by them, aren't you? Fucked by what they do to your cock, by what they do to your wallet. So fucked for them. Jerk to me while I'm in 'the pose'. Stare at my feet. I know this drives you crazy.


And even though I'm just in some sweats, you still think I'm so cute. As long as my feet are uncovered you don't even really care about the rest of me like a normal man. No, you're just a foot freak and foot nudity is all you need. I'm completely covered up with just my bare feet out. It's such a tease. I'm taunting you. How can something like this make you so fucking hard? Something so simple, it's just me laying on my bed in my sweats, just dangling my bare feet behind me.


How does something like this make you so fucking weak? It's because you're a beta foot freak, a loser. A loser for bratty, naughty findom girls. Feet are all you crave. Feet. Findom. Brats. You are such a freak for me and my cute feet. But losers like you aren't allowed to cum to my feet. I want you begging, denied, and begging with your wallet. So frustrated. Aching. Aching and begging for release while I deny you as my feet drain you. And if you do ever get to cum to my feet, it will be a very expensive release.


Miss Kay Savage! This is a Very sensual clip. You will fall victim to Kay's feet as her sensual voice overwhelms your brain.


I want you on your knees for this entire clip, slave. That's where you belong, beneath my feet, worshiping them. A beta like you only gets feet. You don't deserve anything else. And I just got the cutest pedicure, I know you're going to love my toes. Don't they look so yummy? Stare at my feet, look at how cute they are, my wrinkly soles, my cute toes.. you are absolutely captivated. You can't take your eyes off of them while your hand remains glued to your cock.


What is it about feet that get you so fucking hard, freak? I'll bet you're thinking about what it would feel like if they were wrapped around your cock. Imagine having my hot, young, sexy feet. You'd do anything. Imagine my soft soles against your cock while I'm staring at you in the eyes, calling you my pet. You'd absolutely melt. Jerk it, jerk to my feet, jerk to my delicious, adorable soles. Get lost in this foot trance.


You're a beta bitch who gets nothing but my feet, nothing but worshiping them, gawking at them, jerking your cock to my pretty feet, paying for every pedicure, sending to my perfect feet. You're so fucked by them, aren't you? Fucked by what they do to your cock, by what they do to your wallet. So fucked for them. Jerk to me while I'm in 'the pose'. Stare at my feet. I know this drives you crazy.


And even though I'm just in some sweats, you still think I'm so cute. As long as my feet are uncovered you don't even really care about the rest of me like a normal man. No, you're just a foot freak and foot nudity is all you need. I'm completely covered up with just my bare feet out. It's such a tease. I'm taunting you. How can something like this make you so fucking hard? Something so simple, it's just me laying on my bed in my sweats, just dangling my bare feet behind me.


How does something like this make you so fucking weak? It's because you're a beta foot freak, a loser. A loser for bratty, naughty findom girls. Feet are all you crave. Feet. Findom. Brats. You are such a freak for me and my cute feet. But losers like you aren't allowed to cum to my feet. I want you begging, denied, and begging with your wallet. So frustrated. Aching. Aching and begging for release while I deny you as my feet drain you. And if you do ever get to cum to my feet, it will be a very expensive release.


Goddess Aria Zahara!


I am going to corrupt and manipulate you, to exploit and take advantage of you. To alter your life for the worse, and yet, you want it. I want you totally isolated for me. The more you isolate yourself from your friends, relations and society, the hotter this will get for you. And not just a little bit, not just for a couple hours, or a weekend, but total isolation. I want you alone. With every pump of that stupid cock of yours, I am going to dismantle your existence.


I mean we already know that when you get worse, it feels better for you. And I want to take you down deep, deep into your addiction, and the only way to do that is to further isolate yourself. This isn't a game, this is your real life, this is your real addiction. Because gooning isn't something that you entertain, it's not just something you do recreationally. No. It literally owns you. Your life revolves around it. And I know you find yourself wishing you could stop, but fuck that! There's no stopping.


In order to completely isolate yourself, you'll need some conditioning. First we need to talk about your environment. I want you to become accustomed to being a small dark room, it could be your bedroom, or even better a closet. If it's a room, you should close all the shades and turn out the lights. Whether it's in your closet or your room, the only light you should ever see should be coming from your screen. If you do choose my preferred place, a closet, go ahead and put a pillow and a blanket down. I want you to be comfortable, you're doing to be spending a Lot of time there. Like every night, this should be your ritual. You're going to be spending lots and lots of time there, in your little goon cave while I rewrite that mind of yours, reconditioning all of your neural pathways. All of your learned responses, rerouting everything back to me. You understand, puppet. I know you do.


Every single night you're going to turn your phone off, you don't need anyone bothering you. There's no one you want to hear from or respond to. You need complete isolation. You will do this every night until it becomes a habit, until it becomes your new normal. You will deny requests to go out with friends, coworkers. You will avoid get togethers, you can say you're sick or whatever. Yes, I want you to go deeper into isolation. No contact with the outside world, no seeing it, no talking to anyone in it. I want you so isolated that you lose touch with reality. Only me on your screen, night after night in total isolation. I want you so isolated that you only have a relationship with your screen. Just you and pixels, just you and your cock.


Then we're going to play an even hotter game. To make you worse. And you're going to jerk to this. I want one hand on your cock and the other on your phone, yes you can turn it on for this part. As you're jerking, I want you to delete a contact lol. And don't just delete them, block them. Fuck yes that's so hot, isn't it? Jerk faster and delete another, and another.. Feel the isolation deepen. You're fucked because you love this, you want this. You want to be completely isolated with nothing but porn. A lonely, isolated little masturbator, it's what you deserve.


Matriarch Malice!


Hello gooner. Back again. But this time you're squirming and I can almost smell the fear dripping through the screen. You really thought that you were getting away with it, huh? All that sloppy, desperate begging and obeying. You acted like it was your last chance at freedom, that you could just play with no consequences, right? But you were just having a little bit of fun, right? No, things are not still in your control. No. Here's the truth, you worthless little moron, it was all a trap, and now I've got you by the balls. Those pathetic texts about your balls being so full for me and 'My wife doesn't compare to a Goddess like you'. And don't forget about all the photos you've sent. Your hand wrapped around your sad little cock.. that wedding ring is probably sitting somewhere on a table, isn't it? A huge fuck you to your vows. And all those videos of you on your knees, jerking off, begging me to cum.. it would be a shame if she saw all those, right?


You would do anything to serve, right? Well, now you will. This is pure and absolute power. I hold every dirty secret, your addictions, those pathetic lies, the way that you have ruined yourself for me. All while promising that you'd leave and how you really need to be single so you can focus on me, right? Addicted to the thrill. So here's what's going to happen, you're going to open your wallet and empty it for me every month. I want whatever the fuck I ask for. Cash, gifts, favors, you can be my little errand boy, my little bitch, doing all the little dirty things I don't feel like doing. Or maybe just sending me more videos of you jerking off in your office, or arranging for me to fuck that hot friend of yours while you watch. The point is, total obedience, or I hit Send. And everyone in your life is going to see what a pathetic little bitch you are. How disgusting, how dirty.


Every task, every time you've licked your own mess, what a depraved slut you are. And everyone will see how you crave domination, how you whimper at the thought of me spitting in your mouth and calling you my slave. I'm sure as scary as this all is, it's turning you on, isn't it? And your colleagues, their faces as they get the video of you sucking on dildos and wearing panties, humping your wife's pillow as you groan because I wouldn't let you cum any other way. Your whole life is a house of cards and I am the one holding the match. Do you understand that? And the best part is seeing the terror in your eyes, it turns me on just thinking about ruining your life. And as much as this is freaking you out, you're still stroking.


Because as much as you hate my demands, you hate yourself, and you're trapped, you're my toy, you're whatever I want you to be. My fucking puppet, my cash cow. And I will savor every second of your downfall. I get off on the power rush while you rot in the nightmare that you created for yourself. Stroke for me, that's what got you into this mess in the first place. Stroke to the fact that if you don't do exactly what I want, your entire life will be ruined. One click, that's all it takes to blow up your entire life. One click and all of those photos and texts describing every dirty, disgusting detail. You make it so easy. I own your life. You have no choice, you have to stroke to me when I command or your wife will find out. You have to buy me whatever I want or your coworkers will see you sucking on a dildo.


So I guess you have a lot of thinking to do while you stroke. What's it going to be loser? Are you actually ready to submit? Or should I just start sharing the fun with everybody and have every single person you've ever known enjoying all of the information that I've collected from you. I think that you should ruin your life, because if you do, you will be single and you will have so much more time to dedicate to me. You see I don't actually care about you or your life, I want what's mine and if you're dumb enough to put yourself in this position well.. that sucks for you, doesn't it? These are the consequences of your actions. Here you are, still stroking even in this predicament. Because you can't help yourself, because you're addicted to being ruined and there's no way out.


So are you going to let me blow up your life or are you actually going to face yourself? Face everything, what you like, what you want, the fact that you are hopelessly addicted. And the fact that your life has come to this point, right now.. a mean internet brat fucking up your life because I feel like it or you being a good, obedient boy.. and being excited by that. Excited knowing there is no escape.


Marisol Price!


You know that moment.. when you're lost.. and it feels like my voice is miles away. You can't really tell.. how far or how close. You know like when you're that deep in it, that's the moment that you'd feel me, reach over to you and take the reins. Just a little. Before I take it away again. And you are left.. you know.. as you are.. stroking, and gooning and drooling and spacing out in another point of existence.. Oh sorry, did I do that? Was it me? No, it couldn't be. I feel like I only help enhance the experience.


I feel like when I'm wrapping you around my finger, that's when it gets real for you. You could goon all day. Here. On your own. Without me. But the fact that I'm here with you, it makes the experience different, doesn't it? Now you're gooning in front of Marisol, now Marisol is here, now Marisol is watching you. Marisol is controlling you, right? No. It's true that I like to watch gooning but I know that you would do it either way, right? That's the moment that you'd feel me, feel me tugging on your cock through the screen. But now you're just stroking, gooning, drooling and spacing out all alone. Now you're lost. Is that what you want?


I know that you're just addicted to gooning, and that's ok. I wanna help you through that. Not everyone would. I'm going to take you from start to finish, through your gooning journey. Plain and simple. I don't care how long it takes. I don't care if you feel a little shy in front of me. Because I feel like when I'm wrapping you around my finger, that's when it gets real for you. You could goon all day all alone, without me, but the fact that I'm here with you makes the experience different, doesn't it? Now you're gooning in front of Marisol while Marisol controls you. Right?


It's true that I like watching you goon, but I know that you'd be doing it either way. But you shouldn't have to be. Because if you were able to glean any sense of how I feel about gooning it's that, well, I really like it. It's my favorite thing to do. To watch boys like you. Pumping away mindlessly. Gooning themselves silly. I feel like it's an act towards me, for me.. even if I'm not there to watch it. Even if it's to every single Marisol goon video that I've put out before and I'm not actually there watching you, it's like I am, right? You feel the spirit of Marisol watching you. And somewhere out in the universe I'm thinking, 'I'll bet there's a boy gooning to me right now'. And it just brings me such a sense of joy. And I know that you're truly wrapped around my finger. You could goon all day, alone, without me.. but you won't.


Let your addiction to Marisol Price begin!


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