Broke. Beaten. Buying.

You were never built for pleasure. You were built to goon. Bred to leak. Conditioned to edge your soul away for a pair of ...

I didn’t even have to try, did I? You saw the lace, the curve of My hips, the tilt of My head—and your cock broke. Yo...

You thought you hated me. But your cock had other plans. I walked into your house like I owned it-fur coat brushing agai...

This isn’t just JOI. This is a total shutdown of your will. You’re not here to feel good. You’re here to be command...

This wasn’t a request. It was a reclassification. This is where it ends—your identity, your autonomy, your freedom to...

You don’t even need My body anymore. Just this face—these lips, these eyes, this expression that shatters every last t...

Your brain didn’t stand a fucking chance. The second My tits hit your screen, it was over. Thought? Gone. Control? Gone...

I didn’t just take his city. I took his crown, his palace, and that fat black cock he used to think made him powerful. ...

You’re not just broke—you’re broken. Every dollar you scrape together ends up in my world, fueling my luxury while y...

You shouldn’t be reading this. You should be stroking. From the moment I speak, your cock reacts. It twitches. Leaks. O...

You didn’t stand a chance. The second I pressed these tits together—tight, soft, swollen, perfectly framed in red—y...

You’ve seen the countdown. You’ve felt the tension. You know what’s coming… and yet, you can’t look away. The ul...