Marisol Price

Imagine that. I turn on you, my own boyfriend. I already know so much about you. I could ruin your life, or just continue to keep you dedicated with my tight blackmail-leash around your neck. You're mine, babe. Now I want to watch you take your cock out and stroke.

Don't I look like a pretty pink barbie doll? I know! I'm so cute. I think we should match outfits. Except... with your cock. Paint it pink, put glitter on it, put a boy on it, make it your cute lil pink barbie.

Simple rules for my Tinder simps. Matching with me is only the first step. If you want to score a date with a goddess of femdom like myself, I better find you on your knees and just waiting and drooling to stroke. Cameras out, I want a hot selfie of your desperation.

And that's only the beginning.

Losers like you can't help but pull out their cock when they see a strong dominant women. I giggle at you and it just gets HARDER. Hah. Yet the best you can do is just ferret behind your screen and be my little clipslut.

Imagine if I were in front of you? I'd make you flush with embarrassment. Tease you when you turn colors. Grab your bulge and throw you into my tight restraints. What a desperate worm you are.

I love that.

"Oh! Officer Allie, how lewd!"

The ladies in this ward run a tight ship. Today it's my turn to take over the shift of the prisons most desperate boy. We fight fire with fire here. My skimpy suite gets him dripping, so I strip even lighter. I think I broke his mind. Warden Allie shows me some tricks on how to keep prisoners like him in shape. T&D style. Always leave them wanting more (we have to keep those numbers up somehow).

I exist for boys like you to pay me. Stroking is only allowed for my pay pigs. Whether its cash, buying out all my clips, Louboutins, a new iPhone, it all earns your worth to me. Now grab your cock, grab your wallet, and listen.

Pay up. Pay hard . Pay now.

A spandex-centric custom requested JOI roleplay. You're my cute roommate. But your cuteness doesn't excuse you snooping through my room. I know you stole my gloves. Hand them over...

...Why are they soaked???

I catch you stealing my gloves to jerk off with and punish you by overwhelming you in your fetish addiction to spandex attire. Stroke, spandex slut, imagine this silky texture and my mocking giggle ringing in your ear.

Firstly, you must buy three of my other clips in order to play this game. Three different clips. Three different tasks. You'll be a good boy and serve me, won't you? This will test your endurance, you'll deny your own pleasure, edge for me behind your lit screen as my lusting stroking pet.

This is a good clip for newbie JOI'ers. I spell everything out nice and slow for you. ;)

My place is above, holding that chain leash. You, my drooling simp boy, your place is on the floor, listening to my command.

Roll over, bark, beg, edge, stroke, hump. Good boy.

Hot POV of your place as my mutt. Uncut fluid JOI, this one was just so hot.

My bestie Allie ( go see Allie! ) heard through the diva vine that I was pretty sexy at interrogating. Luckily for us, I have the perfect subject for teaching today. My slave slipped up and asked me to call him "good girl". Oh? Now that's new. I need to know more about this fetish he's been keeping from me. He, or should I say she, got so flustered and shy when I started asking more questions. So wet and drippy when I stroke and tease to find out more about this sissy's secret.

An uncut real strip, with a real offer. Email me, to play along. And yes, I take the pantyhose off too. ;)

For every piece of private info, I take a piece of clothing off. This is just as hot and nerve wracking for me, as it is for you. I might not have a notebook, but my memory is good and I remember all the little details. I'll use them on you, later. What will I do? That's up to me. And that's the hottest part of this game.

Hey tired. You took a pretty long nap there and... I got bored. *ca-clink* Oh those? Don't be nervous. I know its a lot to take it, but relax, the restraints are going to make it feel SO much better.

Who doesn't like surprises and... by the look of your twitching cock, I KNOW you like this one.

A hot roleplay scenario where you wake up in a very unfamiliar situation. ;)

We've been dating for a while now, but... I want something more. Something deeper. A FLR, a relationship where I wear the pants and make all of your decisions. You will be my dedicated slave, obedient pup, and stroking loser boy. And you'll also be the broken hearted bitch watching from behind a camera as I get fucked hard and dirty by this stranger.

Oh, did I forget to mention that part?

My store has only been up for a couple of months, yet, so many of you are swarming into my emails, begging for more and claiming your addictions. It's so hot. Keep emailing me, weak boys. I'll further your addiction.

Let's play a game. A JOI, with a twist. I'll say when but you can only start touching yourself with one finger. Maybe swirl it around your cock, poke it, do whatever it takes to get yourself twitchy and drippy. Watch my cute tits bounce. Grovel and try to pleasure yourself with limitations.

Little employees like you wouldn't expect the secretary to be checking the security footage after hours. I saw you. I saw you sitting there at your desk, stroking it to my employee of the month photo. So I recorded it.

You're mine now.

My good friend Mandy Marx helps show me how to do a tight dick wrap and vibe combo. We tipped the restraint chair over for easy access and strap him tight. Desperate, he moans and tries to fuck his encasement as us hotties tease his nipples for extra stimulation.

Oh! He's popped all over himself like a bottle. It was so much fun playing with Mandy's and her boy. Miss you, girl!

Pick a cage. Any cage. It doesn't matter if you're locked in a cell, a puppy cage, chastity, or your own mental limitations. You're mine. No matter how much you scream or cry for release, men like you are my prisoners.

Play with me behind the screen, or in my dungeon, and I'll show you the meaning of female supremacy.

Whew! With Summer right around the corner and this beautiful weather, I've been craving some gym time. But all these boys are like "Please Marisol, sit on my face!". This is called multitasking. My rigged goon tumbles around and gets squished by my ass and thighs. His rolling eyes say it all. I love this.

We're taught when we're little not to talk to strangers. Don't tell anyone you don't know your name, where you live, etc. And here you are. Cock twitching, butterflies, terrified to click that send button to my email with all those personal details.

It's exciting isn't it, boy? To know that your life, at a click of a button, becomes my personal play thing?

When you see me in these tight little outfits, my feet bare and exposed but my skin clad with silky pantyhose, how do you feel? Perhaps you're addicted to the presence of a powerful women. Perhaps you're addicted to me.