Countdowns

No plans tonight? Sitting home all alone with nothing to do and no one to talk to? I have the perfect cure for your loneliness.

Edge for me.

The pleasure will soon wash that feeling away as you get lost in your Goddess.

I think this might just be the solution to the male loneliness epidemic! But I don't mean that jerking off to porn is the answer.

Dedicating yourself to servitude is the path that will give you purpose, then Goddess will always be with you, keeping you company, making you feel good, so you will never have to be lonely again.

You have a purpose. One that runs deep in your veins, craving its fulfilment, ever compelled to go further. This purpose is servitude.

Relax into my enchanting spell as I guide you to embrace your mission. Breathe deeply. Become soft and heavy.

Stroke and soak my words into your subconscious, a divine message absorbed into your being. Worship your Goddess.

Go deeper. Every snap of my fingers takes you to another level of obedience and ecstasy. You are my good boy. Goddess knows best for you.

Wear headphones to experience the full sensual programming.

You were born this way, with a biological predisposition to enjoy doing what you're told. It feels like second nature to follow my instructions. Your brain lights of with pleasure when I praise you as my good boy for your obedience.

It's addictive to you. The structure that my control gives you brings you purpose. I will make sure your wires never get crossed. You were meant to be my pump slave, gooning and worshipping for me.

I love countdowns. I feel so sinfully in control as I slowly, deliciously count a man down to his orgasm, knowing that every second is an immense battle for him to contain all that cum from erupting.

Countdowns are such a head fuck and I love to fuck with your head. Even when you know you don't have permission to cum at the end, it's like your beta brain is tricked into thinking it will, through that triggering sequence of descending numbers, bringing you dangerously close to the edge.

Can you hold on through all these countdowns? Of course, there'll be a punishment if you fail...

He's a little treat for you: some beta appropriate tit worship.

See the outline of my nipples poking through my shirt. You're used to just checking out women with their clothes on, aren't you? Since no one ever gets topless in front of you.

That kind of beautiful sight isn't for you. You don't deserve it with that inadequate thing between your legs and you couldn't handle it anyway.

Most guys would be drawn to my ass in these denim shorts or my tits in this tight crop top. But for you, there's something else catching your eye.

My feet in this little, white socks. They are rather adorable and ever so sexy.

I'm bratty as I show them off. I peel one off my foot for you to stroke with. I bet if I stuck the other one under your nose, you'd just cum instantly. Putting it to the test, I wave it in your face and giggle as you explode.

Get on your knees, pucker your lips and kiss my shiny ass.

It's gleaming with sheer perfection! Getting to worship it is an absolute privilege for you.

Good boys get to worship. But bad boys will be punished. I'll tell you exactly how I would punish you for being naughty in between making you kiss this gorgeous ass.

Soo obsessed.

Like a hall of mirrors, my reflection bounces off every surface in your mind. Everywhere you turn, Goddess is expecting you.

You can't escape, nor do you want to. You are consumed by thoughts of my beauty and fantasies of my dominance.

Resisting will only further eroticize the turmoil of your addiction. Surrender to your Goddess obsession.

A cock like this deserves to be worshiped. Your little thing is nothing compared to this huge dick.

Worship Step-Daddy's dick, my little slut. Do you think you could take it if I told you to open your mouth or spread your ass cheeks?

You're going to be locked and straining today, edge slut, as I make you use a vibrator on your cage.

You're only allowed to switch yours on when mine is buzzing away.

This is going to make you ache with frustration! There'll be a punishment if you have a ruined orgasm in your cage.

How can I make a ruined orgasm even more to r turous? By making you eat it all up too!

Perhaps this is a punishment for you. Perhaps this is a scheduled ruin. Perhaps this is training. Perhaps this is a treat!

Either way, I'm going to put your obedience to the test. I require a pleasureless ejaculation and my command. You will shoot your frustrating load onto yourself and then you must wipe it up with your fingers and eat it.

Come and take a closer look at my shiny, pretty smile! Be careful, my lip gloss is sticky! I wouldn't want you to get stuck like a fly.

Don't worry, I won't Consume you. I already had lunch! You're so sweet though, I'm sure you taste just as good...