Miss Roper

It's been three long months since I've had you stuffed in your cage without release. Three long months since your cock has gotten air. You nearly find yourself jumping for joy when I tell you that I plan on removing your cage today, but feel your stomach turn when I inform you that it's only to put you in an even smaller cage. I don't want you to be able to get hard in the slightest. I want you to feel more physical pain to go along with the mental mind fucks I send you into when I tease and deny you. You don't think it will even fit, but should you be surprised that your new tiny cage seems to fit you perfectly? Once you're locked tightly away once more, it's time to test it out. To remind you the power I have over you as your keyholder. Perhaps in another three months, we'll go for something even smaller?

Miss Roper has invited one of her dearest friends, Goddess Jasper over to have their way with you. With big, thick and long cocks dangling in between their legs, they eye you up and down as if you are a piece of meet. They plan on stuffing up every hole. Railing your mouth and ass. You believe that one Mistress will pound into your face, as the other bends you over and stretches you out... however Miss Roper and Goddess Jasper have decided they wish to put their dicks side by side, overwhelming each hole with double the cock! They have you gagging on your knees, drool pooling from your chin. Laying you out on your back, and gaping you wide my lowering their two tips side by side in between your legs as they hover above. By the time these two are through with you, you won't be able to walk straight for weeks on end.

It's the night before your wedding to my step-sister, and I've dragged you away from the party to let you know that I know all about your double life. I know what dirty secrets are stored on your computer. The fact that you spend hours on a certain hook-up app looking for "well hung studs to rail your tight little hole"; an exact quote from your profile. Something tells me my step-sister, nor the rest of your friends or wedding guests would take kindly to your carnal sins... what's to keep me from spilling it all, throwing you under the bus? You are going to have to start making multiple payments a month to keep my lips sealed, and since I have rather expensive taste you can imagine how many zeros will be attached to your invoices. And it just won't stop their... I'm going to completely control and consume your life, that is; if you wish to keep it and not have me throw it down the drain.

It's the night before your wedding to my step-sister, and I've dragged you away from the party to let you know that I know all about your double life. I know what dirty secrets are stored on your computer. The fact that you spend hours on a certain hook-up app looking for "well hung studs to rail your tight little hole"; an exact quote from your profile. Something tells me my step-sister, nor the rest of your friends or wedding guests would take kindly to your carnal sins... what's to keep me from spilling it all, throwing you under the bus? You are going to have to start making multiple payments a month to keep my lips sealed, and since I have rather expensive taste you can imagine how many zeros will be attached to your invoices. And it just won't stop their... I'm going to completely control and consume your life, that is; if you wish to keep it and not have me throw it down the drain.

I've got something sweet for you today, and it's not just my husband's thick fat cock for you to swallow down. I've purchased some oral candy, so that when your head is bobbing up and down on his shaft it pops in your mouth. Causing a vibration in your throat to further his pleasure as he sends the tip of his cock head towards your tonsils. Your cheeks are going to be stuffed and filled, your toes curling at the odd sensation the candy causes as you take him deeper and deeper. I love throat blasting dumb little cock sluts like you, making you spit and drool as you take inch after inch. Further, and further...

I've got something sweet for you today, and it's not just my husband's thick fat cock for you to swallow down. I've purchased some oral candy, so that when your head is bobbing up and down on his shaft it pops in your mouth. Causing a vibration in your throat to further his pleasure as he sends the tip of his cock head towards your tonsils. Your cheeks are going to be stuffed and filled, your toes curling at the odd sensation the candy causes as you take him deeper and deeper. I love throat blasting dumb little cock sluts like you, making you spit and drool as you take inch after inch. Further, and further...

I've been wearing this pair of socks for 5 long days now, not removing them once from my feet. I wake up in them, rest in them. Now I will remove them, and your tongue and lips will clean my bare stinky soles. I can smell them from all the way up here! The aroma is sure to overwhelm you as you are on your knees, licking in between my toes and scrunched wrinkles. Who needs a bath, to send to my soles when I have a devoted foot boy like you around to service them? I don't care if the smell is too much for your senses to handle, prepare for them to be overloaded because you have work to do...

I've been wearing this pair of socks for 5 long days now, not removing them once from my feet. I wake up in them, rest in them. Now I will remove them, and your tongue and lips will clean my bare stinky soles. I can smell them from all the way up here! The aroma is sure to overwhelm you as you are on your knees, licking in between my toes and scrunched wrinkles. Who needs a bath, to send to my soles when I have a devoted foot boy like you around to service them? I don't care if the smell is too much for your senses to handle, prepare for them to be overloaded because you have work to do...

I don't need leather, latex or lace. I can have you wrapped around my finger, falling harder and deeper under my spell with merely cotton panties and a band t-shirt. Simple triggers, the smallest of gestures makes you week. For you are a simple minded man in comparison to me. No need to drag out all the bells and whistles this evening (although I do enjoy them, very much), I want to demonstrate to you just how easy it is for me. When it is just you, and I; and my thriving natural dominance.

I don't need leather, latex or lace. I can have you wrapped around my finger, falling harder and deeper under my spell with merely cotton panties and a band t-shirt. Simple triggers, the smallest of gestures makes you week. For you are a simple minded man in comparison to me. No need to drag out all the bells and whistles this evening (although I do enjoy them, very much), I want to demonstrate to you just how easy it is for me. When it is just you, and I; and my thriving natural dominance.

You're going to live off of it, Mr. Roper's seed. It'll be your only form of nutrients. A diet packed with protein. Nothing more than a cum stuffed slave. You're going to suck it from his cock like a straw, slurping up every last drop his tip expels and has to offer. You will be responsible for draining his balls dry with your mouth, throat and tongue; until your belly is full. Nothing more than a cum dumpster for the Roper's, this is your place cock hungry slut. To suck and swallow.

My collection of leather gloves is growing more every day, and so is your arousal. You love seeing my slender hands perfectly encased, skin-tight. Imagining what they could feel like running along your body, wrapped around your neck or lips. You close your eyes and visualize the smell, what it would be like to taste the leather on your tongue if I were to ball my hand up and slide it towards the back of your throat. You can't help yourself but stroke for my moto leather gloves, and as you stroke and admire you are overcome with the desire to give me more. To add my colors and styles of gloves to my ever-growing collection...

My collection of leather gloves is growing more every day, and so is your arousal. You love seeing my slender hands perfectly encased, skin-tight. Imagining what they could feel like running along your body, wrapped around your neck or lips. You close your eyes and visualize the smell, what it would be like to taste the leather on your tongue if I were to ball my hand up and slide it towards the back of your throat. You can't help yourself but stroke for my moto leather gloves, and as you stroke and admire you are overcome with the desire to give me more. To add my colors and styles of gloves to my ever-growing collection...

In this world, the law states that all little dick losers are to be locked behind bars; serving a life sentence. I am the enforcer, You are to be caged and numbered, entered into a data base so that all potential individuals who you try and trick and date are aware of your inferiority from the very beginning. There will be no charming your way into anyone's bedroom. As a little dick loser you are undeserving of freedom, and I enjoy every minute of stripping it from you...

Let this be a lesson to you. Orgasms, are for women. Pleasure, is for women. Men, deserve to be built up simply to be broken down. To ride the cusp of sexual tension, and receive no release. Cum may spurt from your head when you grip your base for me, when you stop stroking just as you're about to reach the finish line. However you will never be greeted by satisfaction. Yet you can't stop, even knowing that sweet release is something I will never give you. Something you can never earn. Because all men deserve, is ruined orgasms.

My sadism truly knows no bounds. I am always looking for new ways to push you, to test your limits. To toy with you for my entertainment in pleasure. Today is no different, other than the fact that I have you bound in a chair and am belching in your face. I've had quite a big lunch, and have guzzled down a few fizzy drinks which has made my belly brew. I'm sure the smell that exits my mouth is indescribable, but your going to become very well acquainted with it. I can't help but cackle at the expressions that cross your face as I dish out burps, big and small. Long and quick and blow them in your direction for your nose to become face to face with. I burp so close you can feel the warmth against your skin as they leave my lips. I bet you never thought I would turn you into my little burping bitch boy, now did you?

By the time you are through watching this video, you will be reprogrammed into a drooling cock crazed addict for big girthy dick. However not just any dick, you will worship one cock in particular. A cock that you will yearn for like no other. A cock you will surrender your mouth and ass to. A cock that you will hand over everything and anything for the chance to suck and fuck. To drain it's balls and fill your stomach with his cum. You will be a cock crazed slut for Mr Roper. There's no turning back once you press play and have me egging you on as you stare and listen in wonder...

By the time you are through watching this video, you will be reprogrammed into a drooling cock crazed addict for big girthy dick. However not just any dick, you will worship one cock in particular. A cock that you will yearn for like no other. A cock you will surrender your mouth and ass to. A cock that you will hand over everything and anything for the chance to suck and fuck. To drain it's balls and fill your stomach with his cum. You will be a cock crazed slut for Mr Roper. There's no turning back once you press play and have me egging you on as you stare and listen in wonder...

I have one slave chained in the corner, and the other on their knees in chastity. A pig hood covering their face, as frilly pink clothing encases their body. I allow you to join us, kneeling before be has they do. My chain wrapped around the pigs neck beside me pulling them in and pushing their face towards you as I stare into your eyes. You see my sadism, don't you? Now you will feel it from my wicked tongue. To me, you are all swine. This reality will shake your core as the words spill from my lips, wrapping the chain attached to my kneeling pig further into my wrist and my smile spreading as I do so. It's even more humiliating, isn't it? You each waiting for your turn as I pick you apart one by one...

I have one slave chained in the corner, and the other on their knees in chastity. A pig hood covering their face, as frilly pink clothing encases their body. I allow you to join us, kneeling before be has they do. My chain wrapped around the pigs neck beside me pulling them in and pushing their face towards you as I stare into your eyes. You see my sadism, don't you? Now you will feel it from my wicked tongue. To me, you are all swine. This reality will shake your core as the words spill from my lips, wrapping the chain attached to my kneeling pig further into my wrist and my smile spreading as I do so. It's even more humiliating, isn't it? You each waiting for your turn as I pick you apart one by one...