WorshipGraves

Êtes-vous prêt pour votre leçon d'aujourd'hui ? J'ai préparé tellement de statistiques à énumérer pour vous tout en vous fournissant des visuels très, très bons pour vous aider à suivre. Apprendre les moindres détails des probabilités numériques basées sur de vrais graphiques. Dans quelle tranche de pourcentages vous situez-vous ?

Vous avez eu de la chance (?) après avoir attiré l'attention de la rockstar, The Vampire Lestat, après un spectacle. Il vous laisse dans sa loge privée, la salle verte, pour vous amuser. Vous aviez prévu de retourner à votre hôtel dès que possible depuis qu'une tempête de tonnerre a commencé... Mais c'était trop une occasion unique à ne pas manquer. Espérons que vous ne finirez pas en nourriture pour vampire, haha... Il n'est pas vraiment un vrai vampire, n'est-ce pas ?

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.

Vous et Shadowheart avez tissé un lien étroit depuis un certain temps. Elle ne ressent aucun intérêt romantique pour vous, bien que vous ayez clairement un intérêt plus qu'amical pour elle. Elle se moque de vous à ce sujet. Mais Shadowheart a commencé à douter récemment, de votre connexion. Elle a pris le temps de faire de la divination avec Lady Shar, et elle est arrivée à une conclusion.

Elle vous demande de la rencontrer après que les autres soient couchés, vous disant qu'il y a quelque chose dont vous devez discuter. Elle ne pense pas que vous preniez cette connexion aussi profondément que vous la ressentez, vous n'avez pas fait assez pour vous prouver à elle. Et comment Shadowheart pense-t-elle que vous devez vous prouver à elle ? Une offrande de perte de soi, une perte de votre dignité humaine ; elle a besoin que vous passiez par l'humiliation et l'embarras. La chose la plus dégoûtante, déshumanisante qu'elle puisse imaginer ? Utiliser votre corps comme toilettes. Serez-vous capable de passer à l'acte ? Pourrez-vous prouver votre valeur à Shadowheart et Shar ?<\/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.

Aujourd'hui, nous allons discuter de l'origine de certains de vos fétiches et pourquoi ils sont là... Notamment, votre fétiche pour les odeurs « mauvaises » habituelles. Odeur de transpiration corporelle ? Un peu comme un fétiche de niveau un que personne ne veut admettre aimer, sauf chez les personnes pour lesquelles ils ont une attirance biologique... Mais votre chose avec les pets, allons plus loin là-dessus, en fait. Un fétiche intéressant que vous n'avez pas développé en raison d'un traumatisme ou d'événements clés de la vie, non. C'est juste un amour pour l'odeur dicté par votre ADN que vous ne pouviez pas vous empêcher de pousser plus loin. (Aucun pet réel dans celui-ci, avertissement) <\/p>"

Es-tu prêt pour que je creuse à nouveau l'un de ces fantasmes gays que tu gardes cachés dans ta tête ? (Ou peut-être que je vais simplement en planter un nouveau...). Il s'agira du récit de ton rêve de gloryhole. Ce que tu souhaites être assez courageux pour sortir et faire : être le trou de gloire personnel d'un club, le dépotoir de sperme.<\/p>"

Gooning est la pratique la plus parfaite que vous auriez pu trouver. Rien d'autre que de battre votre bite, encore et encore, sans fin en vue. Aucun désir d'orgasme, le seul désir que vous avez est d'étirer votre masturbation et de rester dans cet état solide de béatitude que vous trouvez juste au milieu, pendant le plus longtemps possible. Vous voulez que votre cerveau soit complètement dans les nuages, en continu. Sans arrêt en vue. Jusqu'où irez-vous maintenant?<\/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.