Locktober has begun and this is the clip you are required to watch every single day. No skipping or excuses. I don't care how weak, desperate or aching you already are in that cage or without it... you will kneel, you will press play and you will suffer beautifully for Me.

Every day I tease you with what you can't have. Every day I remind you that your body belongs to Me, your orgasms belong to Me and your self-control is the only tribute you have left to offer. I make you fantasise about everything I describe and you're forbidden from failing. No touching and no relief. Just pure, delicious torment as your keyholder drills Her ownership deeper into your desperate locked brain.

Daily viewing, daily suffering, daily obedience. The longer you stay denied, the more obsessed you become. The more obsessed you become, the easier it is for Me to take total control.

4 days till Locktober and I am already holding the keys to your mind. You cant stop coming to the idea of joining but you are one push away... One full month of denial, total control and financial servitude is exactly what you need! Now listen to the step by step on how to secure your spot in the event, what tribute is required and the proof of commitment to the Public Debt!

Get teased in to joining just to survive daily tasks, random checks, surprise drains and complete denial for the entire month. Get the fuck in!

Locktober is here but your freedom was never really yours to keep. This is where your two favourite fantasies collide. That cock? It belongs to Me now and so does every dollar in that account you pretend is yours.

I want you locked or simply denied, leaking and sign in up for the best event. Deny yourself while I tease you mercilessly. Every stroke you CAN'T take makes you weaker for Me. No release, no strocking, no escape from the terms you were told to read and agree to. It is always an order you cant refuse.

Your triggers are simple, devastatingly simple. I say more – you send. I snap – you send. You see Me in shiny, clinging to every curve of My perfect body – you send. That's it and yet you keep struggling against it, don't you? Fighting the pull of My perfection like it might save you. It won't. You will buy this trigger building training, and I will condition you deeper with every shine, every snap, every single word. Watch it on loop, let the reflection melt your resistance. Stroke and send, stroke and send, until your brain is nothing but shiny, dripping obedience for Me. No thoughts, no control. Just a deliciously gooned out, compliant zombie. Loop it again... you know you cant say no to MissB in shiny!

You still half-believing you can be normal? Cute.

I will peeling that lie off you, layer by layer, while you goon yourself stupid to My voice and perfect mesmerising Goddess body! That boring girlfriend fantasy? gone. That "settling down" dream? gone! By the time I'm done with you, your body will know only one language: sacrifice. Every mantra I drill into your skull rewrites you further - I don't fuck, I fund - I don't date, I send - The trigger I instal will be permanent. Every happy couple you see from now on will just make you ache to send to Me!

Brain off = Wallet open. You were never made for vanilla. You were born to send.

I'm dripping in liquid gold, oiled tits spilling from a metallic bikini that barely contains My greed. Goddess nectar and oil will make your brain melt into a puddle of obedience. Every beep rewires you deeper, every send drains you drier and those blue balls stay aching, denied, and desperate while you goon yourself stupid for Me. You are My human ATM now, addicted to the sound of your own financial destruction, programmed to dispense until declined. Bankruptcy never looked so shiny. Worship the gold. Obey the beep. Stay denied forever. SENDING REQUIRED!

My livestreams are rare and I know you hate missing out, so I will drop some highlights of some old recordings, this is first out of many yet to come. This specific day was all about worship and ignore, laughing and being silly about slipper fur fluff getting stuck to My soles and toes. Worship the dirt of My feet while I ignore My viewers.

Shhh... Part 1 of My gaslighting mindfuck series is here. That buzzing, frantic little mind of yours is so loud, isn't it? So full of a reality that is soo beneath you now. I'm going to edit the memories that don't serve Me anymore. Your limits were a cage you built for yourself and I'm throwing it away. Your savings account? You were just holding onto My money for a little while. It is time for Me to take back what is Mine. It's a relief, isn't it? To be free of the burden of choice. The confusion you feel is your ego dismantling. Good boy.

You thought the nylons broke you? That was just the warm-up. A gentle introduction to the shape of your ruin. We are moving up to the red leggings, where fabric clings to every cruel curve of My hourglass body, worships the shape of My perfect, powerful ass. You graduated from nylons to leggings and the task has evolved, just like your desperation. Now that I control your body and mind completely, I want you to prove your devotion has deepened too. You will buy this clip over and over again as you edge and cum multiple times in hopeless agreement. Say "Yes MissB" each time you purchase it. I want to see it bought as many times as your trembling fingers and failing bank account will allow, watching your balance deplete for Me one micro-transaction at a time. Less than a coffee, you won’t feel the slow, sharp stings of financial destruction until you are completely fucked. Lets see how many times your bank lets you worship My perfect ass in these leggings before you hit rock bottom... or even deeper...

Make sure you watch "Task For Nylons" too!

https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/241527/30893589/task-for-nylons

I will use you to become a billionaire, and even then, I'll still take everything from you. Not because I need it but cos I want it. Because I love bending your weak will until it's nothing but an extension of Mine. You give in because you want to be part of My ever-growing empire. You want to feel that rush when I drain you so you will never stop contributing. You will never be free of feeling of need to work harder just to send more. This is your purpose now.

You know exactly what this clip does to you. That snap, that sniff and suddenly you're melting for Me. I tease you with expensive lingerie, flaunting My massive ass and perfect cleavage while your mind turns to mush. Every sniff strips away more control, you are weaker, dumber, hungrier to obey. I make you stare at My curves while you fry your last bits of resistance. You don't want to think you want to be serving Me pleasure. You want to surrender everything to Me: power, money, mind. All of it belongs to Me now. Snap. Sniff. Submit. You will never escape your true all consuming love for Me.

You already know who you are. Now it's becoming impossible to ignore how often Princess finds her way into your thoughts. Fall in to warm, devoted headspace where admiration grows stronger because thinking about Princess feels natural and comforting. Before you know it, you're smiling when you think of Princess... again, and again on loop !

Watch previous clips from this series for fully immersive safe space.

Subby Boyfriend - Totally Not Manipulation

Subby Boyfriend - Taken by Princess

Subby Boyfriend - Turned Simp

Subby Boyfriend - Simp Identity