Mandy Marx

A list of reasons, lovingly crafted, why you pay me. Featuring cute sound effects, my ass, and a few other things which tap right into your pay-me bone. Not that you deserve this much craft. I'm too good to you.

For all the world you will feel like that sniveling boy, fresh off a stolen pair of underwear, punished into sitting at my feet and jerking your little guy, licking it up while I take pictures, and own you forever. Don't let the short duration fool you, tight scene here. When I commit, you feel committed.

Knowing how much you love my gym JOIs, I made a special training regimen. You stroke and I lift, pump for pump, my weights and full body lifts, 1-for-1 with your little strokes. Another cheerful, expert exercise in multi-tasking and dominance. Prepare to climax alongside me, weak boy, feel the burn.

New game, you have one chance to unlock. Pick the right key. Take multiple tries, but if you start trying to bulge in that chastity cage before you touch the right key, you lose and have to stay in for another **** **** and serve me in the meantime by *** **** ****. Is that too mean, step-daddy? Thank me. Thank me right now or I swear I will make you *** ******* *** before ever getting unlocked.

Melt, boys.

Yin and Yang, Denial Girl and Denial Goddess, one can't exist without the other. You are lucky to have a chance to see this scene. Almost no talking, just... gasping, laughing. Intrinsic connection, reading each other, desiring the same actions. And then, I leave her. Sheer beauty.

What I want is for you reluctant chastity fetishists, the boys who don't actually lock up, to actually go into work for ONE workday, locked up. I'll walk you through it, I've thought of everything, and I will give you a straight-up reward if you make it all the way through those looong 8 hours.

If it's possible to get more inside a handcuff fetishist's head than with these six minutes of steel heaven, I'd like to see it. I'll have you spinning, little lock-boy, that is I would have you spinning if I let you out of those cuffs.

Thank you for the catsuit, OMG I love it. Wanna play a game like before? Race me, Step-Daddy. If you cum first, cum. If I cum first, I'm taking your hands away. If you don't listen I'll tell everyone, so you have to listen. I'm getting close... here, I'll be fair, here's a countdown.

Don't miss this one.

Checking in! Shooting every day. Just filmed this. All booked for summer for sessions in MA, but I have a special offer for anyone into restraints and isolation... no reason I can't multitask, right?

Take a timeout from your life, from all control. Hand over your wallet, codes, your keys, your phone with all your contacts. Your cash, clothes, your back-up plan. You have a small room, plain food, nothing to do. You are locked out of your life, for me. I'll see you in a day or two.

You'll spend the day wondering.... when will I deign to return, how will I use my power? This is an incredible charge for me.

So, I get to wear hot outfits, get off, chat psychology, collect slaves and fans and travel the world while making money in my rest? And point out what you can't do, ever, can't ever do? And you only get more and more attracted with the inexorable pull of desire.

It turns me on to do this, to get you. Your fetish barbie doll. Your evil barbie doll, your teasing barbie doll. Your domme fembot. I want to be all these things, and more. Uncut discourse, biography, posing, flirting, doll/freeze talk, handcuffs, boots, step-daddy's girl.

Put your lock on, and then I'll put my mouth on it. That's the deal. Is there a boy who can resist? I could lock you up even if you were scared. I could lock you up even if you hate chastity. Now come close. Good boys get rewards. You get my best work, today.

The girl you hire to lock you up after school, she's smarter than she looks, and knows what you do when she's not checking, knows that you jerk it in your little cage. The smell changes. Today she ups the ante. And you better obey or she'll leave and expose you. You're not going anywhere, schoolgirl Mandy Marx has you.

Online shopping and receiving tribute. Worship my every moment.

Had enough of you. Handcuff click. Taking my well-worn tights, stuffing them in your mouth. Then duct tape. Then, delightful humiliation that goes right through you. There's no one like me, is there? Guess that's why you're my foot slave.

Worth viewing as a commercial for custom scenes. If you're thinking of a specific request, this is what I do with them. :)

We're friends, okay? I'll keyhold, but if you want more, we can't be friends. And as chastity friends, I trust you enough to tease you, so it''s perfect! You get to play with your fetish, and I get a boy in a lock.

Can I talk you into being my chastity friend? Unfortunately for you, I keep getting better at this. Buddy.

I loaded in sessions on this day and have punished and restrained and teased boys, literally all day. Near midnight, I just really want you underneath me some more, and I've no time for guile. On your knees, for your dominatrix goddess. Sit down and shut up and grab your dick.

Scrolling through the annals of Carlin scenes, I found a scene I liked so much I did my version (yes, just used the word "annals" on a porn site with a straight face, deal with it).

In a relaxed setting, an invitation to exchange, maybe get ideas, and some insight into what I like, too.

With the passion of a Shakespearean apothecary describing poison, I smile and talk chastity. Your favorite gym girl. You drop your guard. I'm so charming. Oh, are you locked? Hot purple gym-wear. I give orders, drop your jaw, your body moves to obey my suggestions before you even realize you're mine.