By the time you leave, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember the taste of my boots, the control, and that dumbfounded happy state you spiral into when under my feet.

I'm not shy about what I want. And what I want is a submissive boy's cock pulsing in my mouth until he squirts across my chest. So sit still, be a good boy, and let me use you.

The Doctor is in. The semen cup is out. A full-cock inspection must take place before making the patient to spill his load, and load, and load... for science.

What if I tried this... or that? Oooh, those giggles. I love learning exactly what makes Mia react. Every little adjustment teaches me something new. And we’re gonna take our time because I’m a very patient learner. - Marisol

Who said there was such a thing as "too much"? I want to break you, leave you stupid, fried and porn swimming the mind. Eyes rolled back in your head and drool pursing your lips. Stroke for me, show me how dedicated you are to my porn and how turned on I can really make you once you're broken.

Making sure you're ready to fuck us later. It's only fair, right? Two pairs of hands edging your full cock, bringing you so close, then denying you every time.

This is another one of Marisol’s femdom spa treatments. Today, we’re going to try a shocking grounding exercise: electro-therapy. It’s supposed to stimulate his cock while his mind relaxes. Or maybe not? He might find himself thinking about me even more after this.

Just a little squishy egg can have such a cruel effect on a sensitive submissive's cock. He could cum. But will I let him?

Kaleidoscope goon effect. You're trapped, circling in place, hallucinations of porn swirling your mind and my tits overtaking your working brain. Go stupid for me, porn addict, stumble and stroke.

Reconnecting with my Ex. You thought it would be sweet? Wrong. You’re stuck in for my new procedure now. A little bit of pain in exchange for a little pleasure, just like old times. It’s good for you to be compliant, to be complacent... I’m turning the dial up, and you can’t kick me away this time.

This. This is all you'll get. My boundaries are firm. I'll only make you feel this good after you're locked up and hands trapped away. It's dangerous when I have a crush on someone like this, if I don't do this, I might get carried away.

Awww. Nervous? What did you think would happen after you pressed send on all that private information that YOU voluntarily gave me. What? That I wouldn't look at it? No you have me googling EVERYTHING about you and crafting the perfect plan on just what I want you to do now.