Updates categorized with Domination

You like my face... and my mouth, don't you? Take it in. Take it all in. Do you know what I'm going to do to you? Hmmmm? I want you to wank your dick. Get it really fucking hard... because you are going to shoot your load, maybe into a glass, a cup or into your hand, and then you're going to eat it. You're going to eat all of that cum. Hot, creamy protein - yum! Are you ready to eat all of it? Every last drop? Don't waste it. I'm going to make you eat all of it. So, listen to me closely as I tell you exactly how to wank that dick, you dirty, cum eating pervert! 
 

Hello, you little bitch! You've come crawling back to Imogen, haven't you? You just can't stay away. You're addicted to her. How pathetic! But, I can't blame you... married to that nagging old bitch, always telling you what to do. You've been looking for a good reason to divorce her but never found the perfect woman -- until you met Imogen! The only thing standing between you and her is your wife. You need to get rid of her. Divorce her. Get her out of your life for good. And then you'll have plenty of time to worship Imogen. You're so weak and pathetic you'll do anything she tells you. Get on your knees and show her how much you love her! That's it -- lick the bottom of her shoe. If you do what you're told, you may get a reward. You do want to serve her, don't you? Of course you do! Now, go into your bathroom and get your toothpaste. That's it. Smear some on your cock and balls. Is it starting to tingle? Good! In just a moment, she'll show you more of her hot body and you'll want to wank for her, and then it's going to start stinging. But you're so pathetic, you won't care. You're in luck, though. Imogen is going to let you cum if you're a good boy.

Well, hello, you! Back again, are we? How disappointing. You never learn your lesson, do you? You just love pantyhose so much, but not only do you love pantyhose, you love big, black cock! You do, don't you? You love BBC porn. Well, I had an idea. You should dedicate your life to finding a strong, black man. No, not just man. Men! Strong, black men! You should find these men for your wife. Don't you think that's an excellent idea? Because frankly, you're weak, aren't you? You should surprise your wife with a black man. Women like surprises. Besides, you're a little cuckold sissy who should wear panties and pantyhose every single day. You're just a submissive freak, aren't you? You get hard over panties, pantyhose, and big black dick filling tight, white holes.

Rara is just about to go out, but she wants to show you her heeled boots. She thinks you'd like to lick them. Would you? Can you imagine her rubbing your cock while wearing them? You'd love that, wouldn't you? You like boobs, too, don't you? Do you like her big boobs? Would you like to put your cock between them? Maybe you'd prefer she take off her boots so you can see her feet and toes, or get a peek up her dress. She's not wearing any undies so you can see everything!

Well, well, well... what do we have here? It looks to me like someone wants a bit of titillation.  You like being told what to do, don't you? I think if I was faced with a beautiful goddess sitting right in front of me, I'd want to follow her instructions, too. Your dick is already so damned hard, isn't it? You might as well start stroking it for me, nice and slow now. We don't want you to get too excited too quickly. Do you think you're going to last the whole ten minutes? Probably not. See if you can impress me.

It's payback time for Alicia. The nerve of that bitch thinking she can attack me and get away with it! Ha! That stupid slut left her door open, so there will be no breaking and entering charge against me, and now I'm going to find a couple of her shirts and "make them pretty" by writing and drawing on them and making some simple modifications to the styles. Hmmm... a couple of huge tit holes on this one, and a built-in necktie on this one. What else... "I Like It In Here" on the back with an arrow pointing down. That nasty slut probably likes it there. Maybe a happy sun, some purple birds and a big red flower on the front. Should I sign my artwork?
 

I know all about your naughty little secret. Shall we have a chat about your secret? Why don't you open up and tell me in graphic detail exactly what that naughty, wicked secret is? Tell me all about it. No? Not going to tell me? You're a pathetic, little sissy, aren't you? You're more interested in what a woman is wearing than the woman. And we both know why! It's because you've watched far too much interracial porn. Everytime you see a pretty white woman, all you can think about is how she pleases a black man with a huge black cock, and you know you're not worthy. You know why you're not worthy? Because you are a sissy. You're not a real man. You're obsessed with those huge, black cocks and want to gag on them!

You're a strong man, but you're no match for me. I've got you securely restrained with your dick and balls completely exposed, ready for me to use my fists on them. You love it. Men like you disgust me. You're weak, and the only reason I'm ever going to let you out is so you can bow down to me. 

I've had the longest day. I'm so tired. My teacher made me put my hair up. She said it was too long. Probably jealous! I absolutely hate wearing this uniform! Nobody dresses like this for work in the real world. It's stupid! I've got to get this blazer off... and loosen this tie. Aaaah... that's better. So, what do you want? Why are you here? You want me to do what? You want me to wank you off? Look at me... and look at you. Seriously? You can't possibly think that I'd say 'yes.' Let me think about it. Okay, fine, but on one condition...

Alex texted me shortly after you left for work and said he had the day off. He wanted to know if I'd like to come to his house for a day of getting bent over. You really need to keep your cell phone charged and turned on! I tried calling you to get your thoughts, but since I couldn't reach you, I made the decision on my own. At least when you watch this video I'm going to email you, you'll know how good my day is going. I'm sitting just down the block from his house now, getting ready to do my makeup. I can't let him see me without my makeup done perfectly, even though it'll all get wiped off by his balls. He does enjoy rubbing his balls all over my face! Just thinking about what he'll be doing to me has my panties soaked. He's just so good -- like he's a master of sex! And you're not. You know, you should spend the rest of the day checking out sex classes. I doubt you'll ever be as good as Alex, but that doesn't really matter. He'll keep me happy, and you'll get to walk arm-in-arm with me. Well, close to your arm, anyway. Oh, I'll bet he has a four-post bed that looks like it's from "50 Shades of Grey." I can just imagine getting tied up, spread-eagle, and... oh, sorry! My mind was wandering. Now, because it's a fairly long drive to his house, and I want to make the most of this trip, I'll probably be here a long time. I don't know when I'll be back home, but you'd best wait up for me. You remember what happened after my last visit, don't you? My pussy was so sore I could barely walk and you had to help me up the stairs! I wouldn't be at all surprised if that happens again.

There you sit, reading your encyclopedia. What a fucking loser! I should take a photo of you sitting there with it. Yes, and I'll post it to all of my social media accounts, tagging you in the picture. Give that to me. Let's see what you're reading. Oh, gosh -- how boring! £18?!? For this? This is what I think of your boring book. How do you like that? Pages and pages all over my bed. I'm sure you have another one. What a loser!

I found your email address and thought I'd send you a video reminder of our meeting at the hotel bar. You certainly were cocky, first in the bar and then in your room when you quickly undressed and lay back on the bed! Things changed when I called my boyfriend and invited him to join us. It was so hot watching the two of you fight over me. You, with your broad shoulders and big biceps, punching and jabbing at my boyfriend. It made my pussy wet, like the way it is now while I think about it. I'd pay money to see you two going at it again. Ah, but you just aren't as fit as you think! One good punch by my boyfriend and you were out like a light. And that's the way we left you -- naked and face down on the bed.

Do you want to see the lipsticks I'm going to wear? Wouldn't you love to kiss these lips? Do they make your dick hard? I think you might be a pervert. You want to wank over my lips, don't you? Well, I know you want to sniff my crack! don't deny it. You're an ass sniffing pervert! Sniff-sniff-sniff! You just want to bury your nose in my crack. Sniff-sniff-sniff! Fill your nostrils with the smell of my sweat. Smell what my bum hole is offering. Go ahead, you ass sniffing pervert!

I'm Ariel and I see you're back again. You want to observe me in my shiny black tights and knee-high boots. Yes, I know exactly what you like, but I'm not so sure you're worthy of it. There are many others who want me, so if you can prove that there's some value in having you serve me, maybe I'll let you.

Recognize this? It's the key to your cock cage. I have to admit, keeping you locked up for the past 3 months has really helped our marriage. I have an idea for something else that's going to help. Remember that really buff guy in my office? Yes, Alexander. I'm going to invite him to dinner, during which time you're not allowed to speak, not even to say "thank you." After dinner, I'll ask him to stay a while longer so we can show him our bedroom. You'll be ordered to lie face down on our bed so Alexander and I can use you as a mattress, and after kissing a while, I'll let you up to stand facing the wall. You won't be allowed to see what we're doing, but you may recognize the sounds, not that you've heard them often. You remember what fucking sounds like, don't you? When we're finally done and my feet are covered in his creamy cum, you'll lick my feet clean and swallow it all. Get used to it because I plan on making this a weekly dinner party.