WorshipGraves

Bist du bereit für deine Lektion heute? Ich habe so viele Statistiken vorbereitet, um sie dir aufzuzählen, während ich dir sehr, sehr gute visuelle Hilfsmittel zur Verfügung stelle, um mitzumachen. Das Lernen der ganz genauen Innen- und Außenbereiche der numerischen Chancen, die auf echten Diagrammen basieren. In welche Prozentzahl fällst du?

Du hattest Glück (?), nachdem du die Aufmerksamkeit des Rockstars, The Vampire Lestat, nach einer Show auf dich gezogen hast. Er lässt dich hinter der Bühne in seinem privaten Green Room spielen. Du hattest geplant, so schnell wie möglich zurück in dein Hotel zu gehen, da ein Gewitter begann... Aber das war zu einmalig im Leben, um es auszulassen. Hoffentlich wirst du nicht zum Vampirfutter, haha... Er ist ja aber gar kein echter Vampir, oder?

God, it's you again. I cannot even begin to guess what you've got written up for this time. Wait.... It was WHAT? Are you serious? You went THAT far this time? Dude, this isn't even funny. You're literally going to have to move departments over this. No, this isn't one of those "do something for me and you'll get off easier" things. I can risk my job at this point.... Are you seriously still waiting for us to go through this song and dance again? You're annoying. Fine, give me some cash and I'll let you get my foot on your face again, fucking weirdo.

I have an extremely simple findom task for you. It'll be impossible for you to not be able to follow two simple steps. Unless... Unless you're actually a cheap bitch and not a true, real finsub. This is a task that many will be able to easily follow, but we'll see if you're able to be among them, or just a man roleplaying the idea of being a finsub.

You think you can be a freeloading bitch and have the right to call yourself a submissive? Do you know how offensive that is to real submissives who are willing to play out this power dynamic how it's meant to be performed? You can't just slap on the label and roleplay as a submissive here, not with me. You have to have it in you, or you don't.

It's been a year to the day since I, Dr. Graves, locked you in 24/7 chastity in an attempt to break you of your masturbation habit and make you a better sub for me. I told you once you made it to a year I'd finally unlock you. Here's the thing, though... I've been monitoring you close, closer than you apparently thought. As much as I'd love to graduate you from this program... You have let me down, massively. I saw you on the cameras, just yesterday, doing something that someone who's gone through those many days and sessions of my reprogramming should never be doing. Therefor... Your year you have spent it now void, and we need to start over. All. Over. Again. This time, more intensely... And more sessions a week. Don't try to beg, or else.

Du und Shadowheart habt eine enge Bindung aufgebaut. Sie empfindet keine romantischen Gefühle für dich, obwohl du offensichtlich mehr als platonische Interessen an ihr hast. Sie neckt dich wegen dieser. Aber Shadowheart hat in letzter Zeit Zweifel an eurer Verbindung. Sie hat sich die Zeit genommen, mit Lady Shar einige Divinationen durchzuführen, und ist zu einem Schluss gekommen.

Sie bittet dich, dich nachdem die anderen schlafen, mit ihr zu treffen, um etwas zu besprechen. Sie denkt, dass du diese Verbindung nicht so tief nimmst, wie du es fühlst, und du hast nicht genug getan, um dich ihr zu beweisen. Und wie denkt Shadowheart, dass du dich ihr beweisen musst? Ein Opfer des Verlusts der Selbstachtung, ein Verlust deiner menschlichen Würde; sie möchte, dass du Demütigung und Scham durchmachst. Das widerlichste, entmenschlichendste, was sie sich vorstellen kann? Dich als Toilette benutzen. Wirst du in der Lage sein, das durchzustehen? Kannst du dich Shadowheart und Shar beweisen?<\/p>"

There are two types of people in the world: The You's of the worlds, and the Me's. Your life is subpar, you don't matter that much at all, not at work, not to your friends or family. The only way you could ever truly matter in your life is if you were serving someone in My Type of people, more specially, serving me. And you know this, your brain and body knows this, that's why you keep being drawn to my videos. You are being pulled along by the siren's call, and you love it. You want to give in, you want to fall and be one of the siren's prey play things. You want to do something more than be boring old you.

It's been a while since I've done an ass worship video from this angle, huh? Perfect for your little addict cave you have for my ass. Better than that, though, I got some new thongs that frame my ass soooo good.

Heute werden wir darüber sprechen, woher bestimmte Fetische von Ihnen kommen und warum sie da sind... Besonders bemerkenswert ist Ihr Fetisch für übliche "schlechte" Gerüche. Schweißgeruch? Etwas wie Stufe-eins-Fetisch, den niemand zugeben möchte, dass er nur bei Menschen, zu denen sie biologisch hingezogen sind, mag... Aber Ihre Sache mit Furzen, lassen Sie uns mehr darüber erfahren, tatsächlich. Ein interessanter Fetisch, den Sie selbst nicht aufgrund von Trauma oder anderen wichtigen Lebensereignissen gebildet haben, nein. Dies ist einfach eine DNA-bedingte Liebe zum Geruch, die Sie nicht anders als weiter zu treiben konnten. (Keine echten Furze in diesem, Vorwarnung) <\/p>"

Bist du bereit, dass ich eine weitere dieser schwulen Fantasien ausgrabe, die du in deinem Kopf aufbewahrst? (Oder vielleicht pflanze ich einfach eine neue ein...). Dies wird die Erzählung deines Gloryhole-Traums sein. Was du dir wünschst, mutig genug zu sein, um es zu tun: der persönliche Gloryhole-Sperma-Dump eines Clubs sein.<\/p>" }

Gooning ist die perfekteste Praxis, die du finden könntest. Nichts als das Schlagen deines Schwanzes, immer und immer wieder, ohne Ende in Sicht. Kein Verlangen nach einem Orgasmus, das einzige Verlangen, das du hast, ist, deine Masturbation auszudehnen und dabei in diesem soliden Zustand des Glücks zu bleiben, den du genau in der Mitte findest und so lange wie möglich beizubehalten. Du willst, dass dein Gehirn komplett in den Wolken ist, andauernd. Kein Stopp in Sicht. Wie lange wirst du jetzt weitermachen?<\/p>" }

Here I am, finally getting around to you and this fucked up thing you signed up for. I almost wonder why you did this, beyond what you filled out on your sheet along with the long warning forms... What brings someone to like something so fucked up like this? Hm. Too bad, you're so tiny now I can't actually hear you. They gave you that special little supplement and you went down so so small. I hope you didn't expect me to just one and done tease you and then swallow you down, cause you're not getting that. Hell, I might not even swallow you like you want. Nobody would know.

Oh good, you're awake. Now we can finally have fun... That's what you wanted, agreeing to come back to my place with me, right? But you're no fun out, I have morals and all, you know. But now you're up, and I'm going to help your little cock down here get up, too. You can hear me in your head, mhm? Good. I don't want to waste my energy using my lungs in order to speak to you in your human tongue, no. I'm not like you, I'm higher, better. You will only get my voice in your head, and you will love it. I will send you down erotic bliss over and over again until I feel like I've had enough of feeding off all those lustful thoughts for me that you were basically screaming into my head. Such an easy submissive human you are. I'm going to make good use of you.

The title says it all. Sit back, grab headphones, and be prepare to be initiated into The Cult of Graves. You just have to follow along with my words and hands, and count up.

It's almost laughable how much of a stupid cock slut you are. And I don't mean the idea of you wanting cock to be stupid, that's great. But it's how desperate you are... It's how much you lay awake at night, unable to rest until you rub one out while going through a merry-go-round of fantasies you spin through of you with whatever man. Do you want me to go through the fantasies I think you have? Yeah, let's do that. I'm sure you'll be nice and hard and ready to bust by the end when I allow you to.

I want us to play a little game, it's a simple game. For it, you'll need to get down on your knees wherever you are, in ready view of your screen and prepare for every single time I snap my fingers, or when I say the phrase "Bark For Me", and I want you to bark at your screen for me. Every. Single. Time. Simple enough, right? You should know, if you can't keep your hands exactly where I tell you to put them, you'll be punished for it, and it won't be pretty.

It's been a long while since I've filmed a video of my feet in fishnets, I just had to before taking these off. Do you like how they look? How about my toes? Do you wanna see me wrap my toes around something? Hm... Let's see what my feet and toes can do.

You coin yourself as this great lover and worshipper of feet, yet you've never actually gotten to put that into practice in real life? Lmao. Well, I guess that makes you a foot virgin, lusting after that one thing you want most, and yet haven't been able to have IRL. That's so sad and pathetic for you. *Video is Uncensored*

TAKE THIS TITLE WARNING SERIOUSLY. POSSIBLY THE HOTTEST CLIP I'VE MADE FOR THOSE WANTING TO BEAT THEIR DICKS. YOU MIGHT GET TOO TURNED ON AND BE UNABLE TO FUNCTION FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS AFTER VIEWING. YOUR THOUGHTS MIGHT BE OVERTAKEN WITH JERKING OFF TO THIS. NOT BETA SAFE.

I'd be surprised if you made it through one minute of this clip without busting all over yourself. The layered audio filled with filthy dirty talk and sounds, atop the sexy as fuck visual of my ass lures you into appending doom of your cock going hard so quickly that you might feel faint due to how fast the red rushes out of your head.