WorshipGraves

(Warning: I do not know how to do Shadowheart's accent properly so my voice over will not be to-character her voice. You can always play extend disbelief and pretend, or simply mute it if it takes you out of the experience too much.)

Ugh, my head! What? Who... Oh my god. Are you a person? What are you? I didn't even see you down there. How long have you been there?! Are you kidding me? How did you connect to my tadpole? You look way too small to even fit one inside your head... Ugh. I get it, you were spying on us. No, worse... Were you just perving out on me?? How long- Shar, help me. You know what, I'm not going to get the others involved. On one part, you're lucky. On the other part, you won't be around to bother me for much longer either... Let's see if you can prove useful.

You won't be able to fight it.

You're back here again, looking to get away to your serene get away that is my clip store. You're always going to run here, aren't you? Nothing else gives you the warm tingles like I do. Nobody makes you feel floaty the way I do. Nobody gets you the way I do, for your better or your worse.

When's the last time that you've sent to me lately? And I mean lately as in... Since you bought this video and turned it on. What's that? You haven't? Huh, what a mistake on your part. You'd better go and change that, or I'm not going to be very happy with you. So go on, tribute or get me something off my wishlist. Or both. Whatever. I'm just gonna ramble until you get to doing what you should be.

You can't get yourself to commit to much, can you? Or rather, you don't want to. You don't want to lose your sense of freedom... even if it's not bringing you much of any comfort. You're too afraid of getting chained down and feeling constrained by whatever you get yourself into. But you wish you could commit to some things, such as being the submissive you crave to be for me. You fantasize in your head about all the benefits you'd get from serving me, from making me the center of your being, and yet, you still know you won't bring yourself to doing any of the actions you need to follow through with in order to get there. Will you ever change your ways? Maybe I can train them out of you by teaching you a little routine you can commit to, build your way up into more and more for me.

Your mouth (among other things) started drooling when you saw these pants on me, yeah? I can already tell. Unable to take your eyes away, unable to help yourself from getting as much of them into your sight as possible. All the different things you'd like to do to show appreciation to them on me, kissing them, probably wishing that you were sat under me so I could sit on your face while wearing them too. Oh, I know. They're too hot to resist.

You hate that I'm never going to want to fuck someone as sad and pathetic as you are. You aren't even the fun kind of sad and pathetic either. And you'll never be able to change that. You can't change the very being that you were born as, it doesn't matter how much you try to, because you will always be underneath it. The next best thing you can do is to hate fuck your own hand about the miserable state of your sex life, while I remind you that it's never going to change.

You're stuck in a cycle you try so hard to get out of, but really... Are you trying that hard? You look at my store, unable to peel your eyes away from all the choices of videos for you to buy, you tell yourself, "just one more... that's all... just another", so you buy one. You put the video on, watch it, and the cycle repeats... You think you can get out of it, but deep down, you don't even want it to ever end, do you?

How long do you think you can keep avoiding whatever you're avoiding right now? You know what I'm talking about. The whole reason you're scrolling through my videos, the reason you felt a pull to buy this one just so you can feel seen by someone besides yourself, or everybody else in your life who's disappointed in you and has caught onto your running away habits. Are you busy getting lost in me instead of dealing with your issues you should be dealing with?

Le mie mani sono così belle, non è vero? Non puoi fare a meno di notarle e vedere quanto mi esprimo usandole quando parlo. Bene, ti darò un momento per apprezzare veramente le mie belle mani, e come dovrebbero essere venerate e onorate come parte di me.

You know there's nothing more that you wish to accomplish in your life, besides worshipping me. Any of your dreams or goals are all meaningless, because you know you're never going to be able to reach them. Not when the singular thing you seem to be drawn to is me, and wanting to serve and give yourself over to me. You can't help yourself, you want to become my drone and nothing else.

You want my spit in your mouth so bad it makes you look stupid

Tua moglie merita così tanto meglio. E che modo più divertente per farla rendere conto di questo se lo facessi personalmente? Potrei semplicemente parlarle, farla lasciarti, certo... O. O posso mostrarle che cos'è un buon momento, come dovrebbe essere trattata. E poi, prima che decida di lasciarti... Pianto i semi per farla diventare il nostro cornuto nella sua testa. Solo abbastanza per farti impazzire, prima che tu sia completamente solo.<\/p>"

Sei così sopraffatto dalla lussuria quando si tratta di come appaio in questo momento, vero? Un mix di fantasie che si intrecciano nella tua testa, non sai quale seguire per prima... Vuoi così tanto il mio cazzo, ma vuoi anche il mio culo. Vuoi entrambi allo stesso tempo... I tuoi desideri stanno davvero fottendo la tua testa, tutto dalla vista e dal pensiero di me in questo modo.<\/p>"

Il tuo valore per me si riduce solo all'importo del denaro che devi mandarmi. Cosa pensavi di avere altro da offrirmi nella mia vita? Sicuramente non è il tuo aspetto, sicuramente non è una buona conversazione. Conti solo per quanto mandi. Non dimenticarlo. Renditi utile. Ti piace aggiungere il tuo valore fino all'importo del denaro che mi dai. Ti piace avere qualcosa a cui puntare. Alimenta la tua spinta.<\/p>"

There's no reason for you to try with your love or sex life anymore. Why put yourself or someone else through that trainwreck? You can make a life for yourself, all alone. Don't waste your time trying to find personal companionship. You can find catharsis in your own fantasies, in your hobbies, in spending on me.

I sit back on my phone and ignore you while showing off my feet in fishnets.

You want my cock so badly. You want to be shaking, trembling, and drooling all over it. You want me to bend you over and fuck you, or maybe lay you down and fuck you deep with your legs up, or use your mouth like a personal flesh light. Either way, you want My Cock. You want to be a cock slut. You ARE a Cock Slut. You'll never get it, but you can let the fantasy burn into your head.

Do you even care how annoying and useless you are to your girlfriend, wife, friends, family? It doesn't seem like you do. You get to keep being your lazy self, and they let you get away with it. Why try to change when you can get away with it, right? But one day you won't get away with it. One day you're going to be all alone.

You can't stop yourself. You keep getting pulled in by me. You love it. You love letting yourself be guided along by my grip on you. You love knowing you're never going to try getting away, you don't want to. You want to be dragged in forever and ever.