Total Slave Makeover

You want to be fucked nice and slow? You want it? Say it louder. Beg like you mean it. Show me just how far you're willing to go to give up that last little bit of control. Because once I strap in… there’s no going back.

You were addicted after I took your ass last time, and now you're coming back for more. Here you are, desperate, aching, practically dripping with need, whispering that filthy little request like it’s some dirty secret. I hope your tight asshole can take it.

I can take all of your desire and hold it in my hands. Let me in, let me pull you apart and put you back together the way I want. No more pretending you’re in control. You don’t want freedom, you want to be claimed, tamed, and owned completely. You’ll belong to me. So, open your wallet, pay piggy, how far are you willing to go?

Are you feeling a sensation that you have not felt before? Now all that’s left is to let it take over… to let me take over. So go ahead, fall a little deeper. Say my name like it’s the only thing keeping you together. You asked for it, you wanted this spell. You leaned into it.

Come here goon addict. Down here, t**** and at my mercy, every second is a reminder freedom belongs to me, and so does your cock, your pleasure, your orgasm. No one hears your pleas except me. Welcome to your new reality, my porn slut pump addict. Now get to pumping for me.

Just an innocent school girl, you were wrong. I know how to wrap a weak boy like you around my finger. Thought you could mouth off, break the rules, and get away with it? But now, you’ve landed in my goon domain, and I don’t believe in second chances. You’re not running this show… I am. And the only thing you’ll be learning today is how to behave, bitch.

This pathetic boy can't keep his eyes to himself. I should remind him where my eyes are. He's not here to stare; he is here to obey. Every second he forgets that, I'll make him remember.

I felt stronger whenever you please me to stroke your cock. Didn’t take long, did it? Thought you could walk away, thought you could handle life without my hand around your cock and my voice in your head. But here you are, pathetic, needy, exactly where you belong.

Step into my world of comfort and routine but let me remind you. I’m the one in charge here, and nothing happens without my say. You might’ve thought the housewife life was all about making dinner and cleaning up… but there’s a side to me you’ve never seen before. And sometimes I just want to jerk you off.

That's my grade? Don't you think I deserve better? Let’s stop pretending, you’re not the one grading me. You’re the one losing focus every time I lean in too close, the one shifting uncomfortably when I whisper questions I already know the answers to. You’ve got tenure, sure… but I’ve got you w**** around my little finger.

You always want to goon, don't you? I’ve got you w**** up in all the right ways, pulling just the right strings to make you squirm. All I have to do is a soft command, a subtle touch, and your hard cock in my hands. Knowing exactly what makes you tick, what pushes you to the edge. The best part? You don’t even realize you’re already mine.

I got a little distracted with my study buddy... I could see him looking up and down my legs, yearning, begging with his eyes. Little did he know my closet holds a bondagey secret. I don't fuck like vanilla girls, I fuck with your arms and legs spread so that I can take your cock deep down my throat without you trying to take control. I want you how I want you, locked, vulnerable, pleading, and cumming all across my face.