Mandy Marx

I don’t chase, darling I claim. And now he’s locked up tight where he belongs, under my rules, in my cuffs, moaning my name. He wants to go out and see his wife, so he should obey everything I say.

You got all excited just for dinner? How adorable. While you sit there squirming in that cage, I get to tease, flaunt, and remind you exactly who holds the key. Be a good boy, and maybe I’ll let you watch me misbehave. Or maybe I’ll just tighten the lock.

As if the first wasn’t desperate enough. Now he's back, drooling, panting, hoping I’ll use you again? But this time, I’m turning up the heat, and he doesn’t get to tap out. Dry hump fetishists you don’t wanna miss this one.

After all that begging? You’ve almost earned it. But just because you're dripping doesn’t mean you're deserving. I decide when, where, and if you’re worth the reward.

He's been hesitant to visit the gyno today. Watch me wipe his hesitation away with my cock. Don't worry, it's a standard practice. I'm just checking his ass pussy.

Allie Heart aka: my plaything. I’m going to ruin her for that last clip(link) She thinks she knows how to interrogate? I’ll show you worse, cruelty, and make those tears stream down her cheeks with regret.

My very first, chastity try-on contest! It's like shopping for shoes, you have to find the perfect fit. Except, this comes with a contest-type twist.

Be a good boy and stroke for me. We're getting started the second you start reading this. Slow, steady, undress, and start to work yourself up for me. This goon is meant to re-wire your brain into a state of relaxation and lust. JOIslut... Are you ready to serve? Forever?

He’s lucky I’m feeling generous today. Weirdo. I’m about to make him forget all about his little brainy games. Watch me break this little nerd like a little worm beneath my feet. He doesn’t deserve sex. Just tease and denial.

You know the name. The infamous straitjacket that takes control of its bondagette without a second thought. Pure AI, pure submission. An unforgiving grip hugging us just right, no wiggle room, no escape.

Look at him, all wired up like a good hump pad and ready to obey me and Marisol. We control the code, and we decide when he reboots, and we only stop grinding when we’re bored.

A Mandy Marx Cinema! If you want first peak, check out my website. Most men don’t expect this lifestyle when marrying a prison warden. Yeah. My fantasy is to make my boy, my prisoner. With my boots on, body-hugging dress, and no mercy. He begs me to stop, but I can't; his cock wants my touch. Now sit back, be quiet, and watch how I really run the show.

Hey, you. This platonic friends-with-benefits thing we've got going on? Yeah... I have something I need to tell you. I can't stop thinking about draining your cock dry.

This is ridiculous. Look at him, so eager, so stuffed, so used. He knows I'll share him. Alie will take his ass, and I'll take his mouth. He's not the star of the show; we are. He's just the pretty little plaything we pass around for fun. Lots of fun.

You're in trouble now. Go to your corner and think about what you've done... With your cock out. Naked. In your hand. Stroking. That's right, my punishment for you is a little different than usual.

He asked to be tied up a little. He asked to be teased a little. He said he liked it better when I was mean. So the guy across the hall from me, I'm just giving him what he wants. As many straps, as much mean teasing, I make him beg, I make him moan, I make him whimper, and then I go out. No big deal to me. He even pays.

You're my experiment. Exactly how horny are you? Fill this cup for me, follow my exam, it's either a pass/fail grade so I want to see you dripping with excitement from how much of a good boy you're willing to be for me. Or else.

There you are. Laying still, stuck in German restraints meant to hold the insane. Cock spread out like a toy strung in yarn for me to get close enough to feel the whispers of my breath. I want you to feel vulnerable and to get full body shivers that even I can feel. This predicament will hold your cock hard so that I can stroke and tease it however I like and you can't flinch one bit.

I run this boardroom, and you. You’re not here for pleasure. You’re here to obey, to learn what it really means to submit behind closed doors. The printer isn’t the only thing getting used tonight. Consider this your performance review. If you fail, I’ll make sure the entire office hears why.

He tried to think... that was his mistake. There’s no “thinking” for a gooner. Every word I whispered pulled him deeper. Now? There’s nothing left behind those eyes but devotion and need. Now hush. Thinking’s over, obeying starts now.