WorshipGraves

Well well well, you're finally ready to take your first official step down the financial submission hole with me. It was only a matter of time, I know how you must have been wondering and wondering for so long now; the thought of giving up all freedom over to me must have called to you like a siren song. Let's get started on this journey together than, shall we? I'll even give you your first task to see if you're truly up for this or not.

It's always better late than never. Here you'll get to see my first time trying out cake sitting as a fetish! I start off by teasing the camera with my tongue by taste testing my cute little cake, then go on to the "main course" of diving my ass straight into it and smearing it all over it; then ending it off by letting my tiddies have in one the fun too.

I'm wearing lingerie, rolling around in (and humping) red balloons, there's plenty of balloon-squeaking noises, I'm hot. What more could you ask for? It's the perfect package xoxo

It's that time of year again: my birthday! I turn 24 and what kind of birthday has a lack of balloons? A sad one is what. So I take it on myself to blow up some pretty red balloons for your viewing pleasure, and surprise myself with accidentally popping one in the process somewhere. It's bound to happen. Rejoice to those who love the sound of balloon blowing goodness.

You wouldn't be able to escape this hold I have on you. I give you a rush like nothing before, you'll be stuck chasing the high for the rest of your life if you ever try to get away. It's useless, I'll always be in the corners of your mind, anyway.

After touching up my hair color, there's another step left. It's time to shave my armpits after several months of growth. I go through and shave over the thick patches until they're smoothed down, showing off the finished product at the end.

This is not a drain game for broke dumbasses. These are high standard stakes for those who want to experience what being financially swept by me is like in a little video package.

Do you realize how much you talk, and how little of it is actually of any use to anybody? You don't have an off button from your stupid thoughts, it seems. Lucky enough for you, I can turn you from being so goddamn annoying, to being useful for me. You really wouldn't turn this chance away, would you? No, you wouldn't, not when it gives you the chance of being something more than what you naturally are.

It's quite easy to control your mind with a simple formula: my ass + a bathing suit. Actually I could control your mind with my ass no matter what it's in, but you get my point. Let's get festive in your little mind twirling worship of my beautiful ass in this bathing suit.

Oh look, more of my beautiful hairy armpits for an addict like you. Stare, be amazed and thank your king for this visual opportunity.

Do you need something to make your brain go even more stupid for my pussy? Look no further. This will melt your brain down into the gooning little mess that it is; AND you can play it over and over for extra effect. You're welcome, gooner.

You're so one track minded that you actually think being above average adds any points to your score board? You couldn't be more wrong. If anything, you're extra pathetic for even thinking something so useless would be of any use to me. That useless flesh between your legs means nothing when you're a sad excuse for a man.

This is the answer to your problems, the answer to your question of "what keeps going wrong in my life?" This BRUTAL verbal humiliation is going to give you a break down of what the main issue of your life is: You. You can't keep blaming everybody else outside of yourself. You're only fooling yourself. It's YOU.

(Warning: this clip is heavy with the verbal humiliation fantasy, only watch if you're fully aware of this and consent to it.)

Aren't you so glad that you don't have freewill anymore? No more having to worry about what your next action is, what your next thought is, next word... you get the point. You only have to worry about what I have coded you to worry about. You simply cannot do anything outside of your coding, and that includes introductions I give. It's time to get your wallet out, because I have some test tasks for you, let's see if my new little robot can follow them, or else, you'll be thrown away in the metaphorically "junk yard." You can do the math.

Guess what month it is, that's right, it's the month I was born. So naturally, this gains it the title of My Whole Birthday Month. This is a month long festivity of serving, worshipping, and pleasing me and my wants. This has nothing to do with you, all to do with my wants and you giving them to me.

There's no use fighting it, but let's face it, you don't really want to fight this, do you? This feeling that grows inside you every time you give up everything for me is far too good for you to ever think about fighting it. You're in too deep, I'm already deep inside your head.

Watch as I put on some of my favorite pair of socks that come all the way up to the tops of my cute thighs, followed by me showing off the end result of how they hug around my thighs.

You might think this is a stereotypical findom video talking about my beautiful ass simply draining you of your money. This is SO much more than that, this isn't just about money; this is about your very energy. Incase any of you are in need of a reminder about WHAT I am. I am a being more than a human, I feed of your sexual energy, I feed off your very want and desire for me. Your money is only the end result of your very want and desire. You're giving it all for a demon of lust and devotion and you're loving every second of it. You're going to lose it to the sound of me getting fucked while the sight of my ass finds a home into your brain. I'm IN YOUR HEAD.

This relationship has been a total flop, you've somehow managed to take every extra chance I've given you and make it even worse than the last. This breakup and roast is the wake up call you desperately need.

You find an old VHS tape laying around a dark ally on your way home, and you stupidly (or luckily) pick it up and go to find the nearest player you can find. What levels of visual, audio, and subliminal stimulation awaits you? Are you sure this was a good idea?