WorshipGraves

I want you to take a moment and relax. Place your headphones on and set aside some time. Listen to my voice, gaze over my glasses, at my eyes. Let's go away for a moment together, into a state of worship over my glasses and eyes that I will guide you through.

The only thing I want you doing with the minutes we have together in this video is listen to what I say, where to look, where to worship. No words. Enjoy the many angles of my different body parts and take the time to Worship. Only Worship.

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 honestly don't understand why I dumped you? It's obvious, you're too much of an incompetent loser for me. I'm out of your league and it was time for me to finally drop you, and I know you were having too much fun with me telling you off all the time. You're not even the fun kind of whiny either, ugh. Anyways, I want to get rid of you for good, so I will. But now that I think of it, you probably will enjoy the last few moments of your life being inside me... Ugh, whatever.

sweatpants, dick, cum (eyes emoji here)

You know what disgusts me almost more than anything? Your dick. I don’t see the point in it. It’s ugly. It’s gross. It can’t pleasure anybody. What’s the point in you having it? It’d be better off in some waste field, away from anybody else in society.

You do understand how much power I hold over you, correct? I could make your whole real life crumble down around you. No pretty trophy wife to come home to and to keep up your clean cut image; I could easily make that a reality. I could show her all the porn and fetishes you’re addicted to and that you try so hard to hide from her. You can’t go without either Her or the porn, you know you can’t, so you’d better give me what I want.

You will never know the warm and loving touch of another person. You will never know what it’s like to be desired to the point people will drop to their knees and beg and pray and worship you just for a chance to simply place a hand or kiss on you. These are problems you will never know about, because you’re too much of a loser with that loser energy of yours.

You're so obsessed with the idea of being a little foot gooner for me, aren't you? Of course you are. You're so glued to my feet, it's a natural path for someone like you to take. You aren't anything special alone, but you becoming apart of a subsection of my cult dedicated to gooning and nothing else, you could become apart of a greater purpose. And you know you'll take that offer up if it means stroking endlessly to my feet to the point your brain is stupid and can't think of anything else but the image of my feet and my voice. Become apart of my flock.

You're so obsessed with my ass, you just want to see it in every possible way, including when it's under one of my favorite hoodies and thongs. I want you to follow along as I remind you how down bad you are for my ass and to remind you, you can look and touch all you want, but there's No Nutting this November.

You just can’t bring yourself to admit how gay you are, can you? You try stuffing it in so much, but no matter how much you try and avoid it, you’ll never be able to run from it. It’s always going to be there. It’s never going to go away. It doesn’t go away. It never does. So I want to take control from your own denial rotten brain for the 11 minutes we have together and tell you just how to jerk your dick; how to jerk it to the reality of you being gay and how much you deep down wish you could express your wildest fantasies without this cloud of denial over your head. I can hardly stop myself from chuckling while telling you the truth you try to hide!

You’re so eager to please me and be a Good Boy, aren’t you? Well, the way I want you to please me right now is by following my instructions on how to touch your dick. I want you to follow exactly what I say and only exactly what I say, not a movement or touch more or less than I say. You can follow along with that, can’t you? Of course you will, if it means I'll praise you along the way.

You talk on and on about how much you can't stand brats like me. You hate how hot I am, you hate how high my standards are, you hate how much I demand or else I'll turn you away. You claim you hate it, but we both know that's more complicated than you let on. Deep down, you actually love brats like me. You just can't stand it knowing you'll never be on my level to actually be with me.

You are never going to do anything meaningful with your life. You sit around, miserable all the time, nobody is attracted to you, you’ve experienced rejection after rejection because frankly, you deserve to be rejected. You are a sad, pathetic man and nobody wants to have you weighing them down.

WARNING; This clip is very verbal humiliation heavy, purchase at your own will.

You love being told those two words, don’t you? I know you do. They give you that nice feeling in your head that you can’t get enough of. It’s not only the words either, you’re so eager to earn that little praise. You’re willing to do the most to please me and earn the words Good Boy from me. Put your headphones on and listen.

You're awake! Yeah, you had a little bit too much fun tonight so I brought you back here in the back rooms, you didn't seem like you could even make it into a ride let alone drive... But that's besides the point. I have saw the way you were looking at me all throughout the night while you were here and I was working. I know you want me, there's no shame in that. The only thing is... if you want to go back to my place and explore having more fun together, you have to make it quick, before my husband comes back to catch us.

You're awake! Yeah, you had a little bit too much fun tonight so I brought you back here in the back rooms, you didn't seem like you could even make it into a ride let alone drive... But that's besides the point. I have saw the way you were looking at me all throughout the night while you were here and I was working. I know you want me, there's no shame in that. The only thing is... if you want to go back to my place and explore having more fun together, you have to make it quick, before my husband comes back to catch us.

You decide to come to a new restaurant in town and pick one of the more quiet areas away from the loud crowds. You glance across the room to see a stranger there, wearing a skimpy and tight cowboy themed outfit. You can't help but to keep looking, but oh, what's this? The stranger looks back. You engage in some checking out of them while knowing they see you. But what's that? You notice a wedding ring on their finger, yet, they're still teasing you... My my. This is scandalous.

(Note that all background noise is edited in and this is a staged scene.)

Oh good you showed up! Why did I call you here? It's simple. I've heard that your cock is... a thing of wonders, and it's all natural to you in your form you have... so I wanted to ask if I could see it for myself! No don't ask why we're in a silent movie or why I'm even dressed as a Mime. I don't understand either. The creator of this film apparently wanted to combine their love for making strange hot videos + their personal monster fucker thing they have going on. Anyways. Let's try to make this more sexy and less of a comedy... Are you down to see if I can fit your thick pierced cock inside me? Then let me strip down and let's get started. This is going to be fun and interesting... Possibly mostly strange.

(I tried keeping a balance of classic silent movie "cut to black screen with text" and also making sure I didn't ruin every hot moment with those cut aways, so I used them sparingly and opted for some text overlay in other parts where dialog is happening to make for maximum *enjoyment* of this here film.)

[Includes: monster fucking, mime fetish, assjob / grinding pussy on cock, handjob teasing, a few cum lube creampies and cum shot, some excuse for me to add flirty banter, me legit taking the thickest toy I've ever managed to fit inside my pussy for the first time while filming this, my eyes rolling that I naturally do way too often and if anything I have to stop myself from doing as much as I do... Oh yeah and fingering.]

You've made it to the show! Sit back, relax, and enjoy the performance by the star of the show who got transported into this strange silent movie universe where it's now Mime Time.

(Music by Kevin MacLeod)