WorshipGraves

Did you get what you hoped for? Wondering around my place because you heard rumors of a goth baddie who locked guys up... You really wanted me to lock your cock up, didn't you? Too bad you didn't realize the kind of locking I do is shrinking men and locking them in a cage. So now I'm going to toy around with you, since you've so nicely given yourself over to me as my new little pet to play with... And you can't escape even if you tried, my New Little Rodent.

You love living in your little fantasy world over the real world, don't you? You love imagining the idea that you could ever, EVER get a chance with someone like me. It's funny, so funny that you think you can run away from reality if you tried hard enough. You will never be able to get with me, and I'm going to give you a reality check, one that will burst those fantasy bubbles. I'm going to reinforce the reality of how much I would never ever give you a chance in the real world.

Another ignore video where I'm lounging in a set of black bra and panties, typing away on my laptop for a bit.

You never want to get away from me. You want to fall in deeper and deeper into your devotion toward me. You crave more of me and my content filling your ears and vision. You need to give and spend more on me. You cannot ever get away, rest assured.

I decided to grab my camera and give a up close and personal look of my body while I'm laying alone in bed, feeling myself and how good me and all my edges look.

Laying back and showing off my ass in this cute bodysuit, then unbuttoning it and spreading my ass, showing it off fully.

I challenge you to try your very best to watch this whole clip without cumming. Bonus points if you wear headphones to make it extra hard with the binaural beats and subliminals. You might even get a small peak of my ass underneath my panties this time... just a small one.

I have no idea what's going on either. It's not like everyday I'm turning into a human form all of a sudden. I don't get the logics of any of this, why do I know some things and not others? Why am I wearing this outfit? Why do I look hot? I don't know man. What I do know, is you look... intrigued. And I want to see what happens when your pole down there gets to uh.. What did you say it's called? Competition? Orgasm? Whatever. I want to see what happened, so go ahead, I see do whatever you've gotta do while I show off my body I've got now. And when you're done, well, you know, since I have no idea when I'll be turned back into my original form anyways, we might as well keep the exploring going now... You down? Can you go twice in a row?

You love looking at my tits. You love looking at my piercings. So: you love looking at my pierced tits. It drives you up a wall, doesn’t it? How hot they look. Knowing the fact I went through such a process to get them done. You always had a thing for pierced tits, and now that I have them, mine are all you can think about. It’s an easy pull.

Let's face it, the whole "virgin until marriage" thing doesn't suit you, because you're never going to get to that point. You're going to be a virgin for life and we both know it. But deep down, you're embracing that, aren't you? The only thing you want to be saving yourself for is the chance of being dragged around by me as a little collared play thing for my amusement. You don't want to save yourself for marriage, no. You don't even want sex. You just want me to utterly Own You and Your Cock. What's the point of you having it out if you aren't going to use it? You could just.... lock it up for me, for life, while you're at it.

You know how much of a loser you are, I already know that. We both know how you could never ever get with anybody else but me either. But you wouldn't have it any other way, you love the way I bully and tease you. You love it when I tell you how lucky you are to have me and how desperate you are for me. Well, I want to hear you be desperate for me tonight. I want to hear the way you whine and whimper so sweetly for me while I take control of your dick and ride you how I like.



[Consensual Degradation in universe Roleplay between the two dating characters instead of my usual straight up verbal humiliation]

Don’t you love the idea of me, taking a week away while you sit back and pay for all my expenses? Of course you do. It gets to you so much knowing you get to be useful in some way to me, you get to be useful while I’m away having fun, you get to be useful to my friends; you get to keep being useful with that bank account of yours, and giving me My Money.

Ahh a cozy almost winter night, and me in my favorite onesie. I'm going to give you a chance to worship my chest on this fine night, and my nipple piercings. But not before you ask me nicely. I don't care if I can't hear you, I want to hear you ask. Let yourself ask outload and let the feeling of being obedient wash over you.

You know how out of your league I am. You look at me and see everything you wish you could have and everything you’ll never have, and it tears you up inside. You know how disgusted with yourself you feel when you look in the mirror. You hate knowing how pathetic you are, but you also can’t help yourself when it comes to your need to hear me remind you over and over again.

Ugh, you’re really bitching about this? How is it my fault that you’re so boring that I wondered off and entertained myself with someone else? That sounds like a you problem, not me. Maybe try to be a better boyfriend and I won’t do it next time? Actually, you know what? I don't think you're upset over me cheating at all, no. I think you're secretly into it. Sound crazy? Well, I think I'm right on the money.

To be frank, I’m sick of looking at you. It’s embarrassing having you hang around looking like the bore that you are... so I have a good idea. If you still want the chance to stay around me, you’ll do this very simple thing for me: You’ll become my personal dress up doll.

You’ve been noticing that something is different with your boss lately. There’s always been something strong and alluring about them, but something is just a bittt different the last few weeks. Well, unluckily (or luckily) for you, you just so happen to be your boss’ next target and they’ve invited you over for a meeting.. Target for what you ask? Feeding. They’ve been feeding off you for a while without you realizing, off of the lust you feel for them every time you’re around them. Now they’re about to keep you as their own personal feast whenever they need to feed.

You love cherry picking what sins you condemn and what sins you yourself follow. Your love for porn, for one, is one you surely do not follow. And that deep, deep desire down inside you where you want to worship me at an alter, that's for sure one you battle with quite a bit, isn't it? You want to be a good follower of your faith, but that comes to a crossroads when it comes to your lust for me and how much you want to worship the power I hold inside me.

I'm going to give you a few fun tasks to follow as far as which clips to buy from my store, and then, by the time you're done, your bank account balance will be completely drained for me. Isn't it so fun getting to give up control for me? Of course it is.

There’s one thing I haven’t ever taken the time to get you to directly worship and appreciate, and it’s a shame because it’s one of my most powerful assets: My naturally long, thick, beautiful hair. This game is simple: every time I touch my hair, you add $5 to your final tribute you will send when this video is over.