Dirty Mutt

A loser addicted to funding superior Goddesses

[pixel goddess poppy 🚫🚫 @Pop4Pixels]

Keep out, Beta~

OW has embraced the BNWO with censors blocking you pathetic losers from watching~

You can plap and $end, but that’s all you’ll ever be able to do cuckie 😂🖤♠️

#findom #censored #censoredporn #Beta #Betasafe #blacked #BNWO #censoredforbeta #loserporn #2DFD #paypig

[Draw💙 @No_Drawgon]

Hurry up and $hred, mutts
It’s payday, and I’m hungry

You don’t exactly deserve anything, let alone my feet
But do as I say and I’ll make an acception

#2dfd #nofap #atm #paypig

[Βrat Queen Lily @Goonedoutcow]

Hey, you!

Start jerking off, twin~

[Master Zack @ZackAllenPMZ]

I’m so tired 🥱

Just be an easy mark for me and pump into my wallet while I sleep 🖕

#2dfd #findom

[Lexi @prettyyylexxi]

BIG BUMS 🍑

[The Mimic | Gooner Trap | @The_Mimic_0]

There are so many cute little adventurers who stomp into my DMs trying to take control.

Chest puffed. Voice sharp. All big and mean.

"I'm the one in charge here."

"You'll obey me."

"I don't submit to anyone."

It's adorable, really.

Because I've seen it happen so many times. They come in hot, all fire and bravado, thinking they're the ones running the show.

And then?

I coo at them. I pet their head. I tell them how good they're doing.

And they melt.

Like butter in a warm dungeon.

Their tough exterior crumbles. Their walls come down. Their eyes go soft and glazed.

They stop trying to dom. They stop pretending they're in control.

They just... sink.

"Awww... look at you." 😏

"You thought you were in charge, didn't you?"

Now they're curled up in my lap, drooling, leaking, whispering "thank you" over and over.

"That's it, sweetie. Just let Mommy take over." 💋

They came in trying to be the boss.

They left as my good little pet.

It happens every time.

"Now be a good boy and stay soft for me."

The ones who try to dom always make the best subs.

They just need someone to show them where they really belong.

🍒🌀💦

[Alice 🤍 @DommyAlicey]

Don't worry about what the pretty text on the picture says, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 ♡

Overload your brain with porn, relapse to betasafe censors, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 past the breaking point...

You fucking need this~ ♡

[Princess Nyx 💸💸 @brattynyx2dfd]

frieren (censored) feet ♡

stare at my eyes and tell me how much u love my censors loser, censors are the only way a cuck like you will ever see a real woman~ 🩷🩷

#findom #cosplay #footfetish

[Rem @Lose2Rem]

You came all this way to face my challenge and get your reward~

Thinking of losing on purpose?

That would lead to you staying here giving me foot rubs relaxing me💙

Sounds tempting right ?

So try your best or you’ll have a scent filled future~

So cute💙

Artist: summer

#2DFD #Findom

[Nova🥀 @princesssnovaaa]

stop scrolling

[Lvldrain @lvldrain]

𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒐~

You had her face-down on the stone of the side chamber with her arms pulled behind her back and the multi-lock handcuffs locked tight around both wrists so that the chain between them sat short and the metal bit into her skin every time she shifted, the purple hair spilling across the floor and the rest of her bare because the fight had already taken the last of her clothes and the levels sitting warm at fifty one made the quiet of the room feel safer than it was, and you told yourself you would wait for the rest of the party to finish clearing the upper floor before you called them down and that the handcuffs would hold and that looking at her feet was still safer than looking at the rest of her.

She was already laughing under her breath when you stepped closer to check the locks, the soft sound of it filling the space between the drip of water somewhere in the dark and the low creak of the metal when she flexed her fingers, and the bare soles of her feet lifted just enough that the arches caught the torchlight and the toes curled once like she was already bored of lying still. The charm hit when she bent her knees and brought both feet up so that the soft pale skin of the soles sat right in front of your face, the toes flexing and the arches pressing together and the faint clean scent of her skin already thick in the air, and the low pull behind your navel made the distance between you and the floor feel shorter than it was and the idea of stepping back feel like something that could wait until after you had told her to put them down.

“𝘼𝙬𝙬, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚�� 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 ��𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨.”

You told her to keep her feet down and to stop talking and that the handcuffs were multi-lock and that nothing she said was going to change the fact that she was staying bound until the party got back, and she only laughed again and flexed her toes so that the soft skin of the soles pressed closer to your face and the faint scent of her skin filled the space between one breath and the next and the purple hair spilled further across the stone when she turned her head just enough to look back at you. The charm settled deeper when she started a slow wave of both feet, the arches sliding against each other and the toes curling and uncurling in a deliberate rhythm that made the soft pale skin catch the torchlight, and you found yourself leaning in without meaning to because the pervert in your chest had already decided that smelling them was still safer than touching and that staring was still safer than calling out. She kept the motion unhurried, the soft soles brushing the air right in front of your nose and the toes flexing every time she felt your breath change, and the low pull behind your navel made the handcuffs feel like something she had allowed you to put on her instead of something that was actually holding her.

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“𝙈𝙢𝙢𝙝, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨, 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩, 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙬𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣, 𝙨𝙚𝙚, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 ��𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙞𝙩.”

You told yourself you would step back and check the door and that the rest of the party would be down any minute and that the multi-lock handcuffs were still tight and that looking was still safer than touching, and she only flexed her toes again so that the soft skin of the arches brushed the tip of your nose and the faint clean scent of her skin filled your lungs and the purple hair spilled further across the stone when she turned her head a little more to watch the way your eyes had already stayed on her feet. The pervert in your chest throbbed harder every time the soles waved and the toes curled.

The charm settled deeper until the idea of calling out felt like something that would ruin the quiet and the thought of stepping back felt worse than the counter that had not even started ticking yet. You looked around the empty chamber because the door was still shut and the upper floor was still quiet and the only thing left in the room was the drip of water and the soft sound of her breathing and the metal of the handcuffs creaking when she shifted her shoulders, and by the time you had finished the look and decided no one was coming you had already worked the belt open and the laces free and pulled your cock out into the cooler air of the chamber so that the head sat right against the soft skin of her soles.

“��𝙬𝙬, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨, 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙄 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 �� 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 ��𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙.”

She laughed, low and mean and pleased, the sound vibrating through the stone and into the length of you, and the soft skin of her soles pressed together and then parted just enough that a tight wet heat formed between them, the foot pussy sealing around the head of your cock and sliding down in one slow deliberate press that took you all the way to the base and made the counter in the corner of your vision give its first real tick downward. The heat of it was soft and perfect and already slick, the arches and the toes and the soft pale skin working together to trap the length of you while she stayed face-down on the stone with her arms still bound behind her back and the multi-lock handcuffs still tight and the purple hair still spilled across the floor, and she started a slow upward slide that dragged the wet heat along the underside and then a gentle downward press that took you all the way back to the base while she whispered the next temptation against the quiet of the room.

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]
[𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐃: 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍!]

“𝘼𝙬𝙬, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞-𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛���� 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 ��𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.”

She started slow, the way a succubus starts slow when she knows the mark is already standing still, soft upward slides of the foot pussy that dragged the tight wet heat along the length of you and then a gentle downward press that took you all the way back to the base and made the soft skin of the soles and the arches and the toes work together to trap the head, and every time the wet heat clenched around the sensitive ridge the drain pulled a little harder and the charm settled a little deeper and the temptations she whispered made the pervert in your chest throb and leak and try to thrust even though her arms were still bound behind her back and the multi-lock handcuffs were still tight.

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

The purple hair spilled further across the stone every time she shifted her shoulders, and the bare soles stayed pressed together and sliding in a deliberate rhythm while she stayed face-down and the torchlight caught the shine of pre already slicking the soft skin between her feet, and she kept whispering the whole time because the brattiness liked the way your breathing changed when she called you a stupid little pervert who got harder from smelling her soles and who was already trying not to cum even though she had not told you to hold it yet.

The slow rhythm stayed for a long time, soft wet sounds of the foot pussy sliding along the length of you filling the quiet of the chamber while she kept her weight settled on the stone and her arms still bound and the multi-lock handcuffs still tight and the purple hair still spilled across the floor, and every time the wet heat clenched around the ridge the counter ticked and the charm pulled and the temptations she whispered settled deeper until the idea of stepping back felt like something that would hurt her and the thought of her stopping felt worse than the levels leaving.

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

She laughed when she felt you throb, a small mean sound that vibrated through the stone and into the length of you, and she slowed even further until the next slide took long enough that you could feel every inch of the soft wet heat dragging along the underside and the way the toes flexed against the head when she pressed down~

“𝙁𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣’𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥, 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞-𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠, 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.”

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

She kept the pace unhurried for longer than you expected, soft slides and long presses and the occasional flex of her toes that changed the angle of the wet heat around the head, and every time the soft skin of the soles and the arches worked together to trap you the counter ticked and the charm pulled and the temptations she whispered settled deeper until the only thing your hands wanted to do was stay on her ankles and the only thing your eyes wanted to do was stay on the bare feet even while the multi-lock handcuffs stayed tight behind her back.

Pre slicked the space between her soles until the next downward press made a softer wet sound, and she hummed under her breath when she felt it and slowed again just to watch the way your stomach tensed and the way your cock throbbed between her feet and the way your mouth opened like you were going to say something stupid about how warm she felt. She did not let you finish the sentence. She pressed the soles tighter together and started the next slide slower than the last so that the head of your cock dragged through the tight wet heat and the drain pulled another hundred out in a tug you felt low in your gut while she told you how pathetic you looked and how she could already feel you getting closer and how she liked the way you were still staring at her feet even while the levels left.

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

“𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣’𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩, 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧’𝙨 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙄 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩, 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚, 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤 𝙮���𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬.”

The slow rhythm broke when she decided it had gone on long enough, the next downward press coming a little faster and the upward slide following before the head had fully slipped free, and the soft wet sound of the foot pussy sliding along the length of you turned sharper while the purple hair stayed spilled across the stone and the multi-lock handcuffs stayed tight behind her back and the temptations she whispered got meaner and the charm kept pulling until the only thing left in your chest was the need to keep thrusting and the only thing left in your head was the tight wet heat between her soles and the bratty way she kept telling you how pathetic you looked while you lost.

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

She sped up in small increments, short rocks of her feet that made the soft skin of the soles and the arches and the toes work together to trap and release the head of your cock in a steady filthy rhythm, and every time the wet heat clenched around the ridge the drain pulled harder and the counter dropped and the pervert in your chest throbbed harder because she kept calling you a stupid little toy who got off on being drained by the feet he had been staring at and who was already trying not to cum even though she had not told you to hold it yet. Pre leaked in thicker threads now, slicking the space between her soles until the next faster press made a wetter sound, and she laughed when she felt you throb and sped up again just enough that the slide of her feet turned mean and the drain sat constant and the charm made the idea of her stopping feel worse than the levels leaving.

“𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙚𝙫��𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬��𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙨, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄’𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨.”

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

She settled into the faster rhythm properly then, short mean rocks of her feet that made the soft skin of the soles and the arches and the toes trap and release the head of your cock in a steady filthy rhythm, the wet sound filling the chamber while the drain sat constant and strength and focus slid out of your core in the same rhythm as the slide of her feet and the multi-lock handcuffs stayed tight behind her back and the purple hair stayed spilled across the stone. Your balls drew tight against the fabric of your trousers. Your hips tried one pathetic little thrust and she punished it by pressing the soles tighter and speeding the slide until the head of your cock was taken and released and taken again in a filthy steady rhythm that pulled the last of the strength out of you in thick warm pulses, and she turned her head just enough to look back at you while she told you to give her the rest of it and how pathetic you looked and how she could already feel you getting close and how she wanted every last drop while the counter died and the handcuffs stayed on.

“𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥, 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙪𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄’𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖��𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙓𝙋 𝙩𝙤𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.”

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏, -𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏]

You came harder than any contract had ever made you, thick ropes bursting up between her soles and soaking the soft pale skin while she kept the slide going through it, milking the last weak pulses until your vision whitened and the counter died at nothing and your legs gave out and you dropped to your knees on the stone with your cock still out and still shining and still useless between her feet. Strength, focus, the clean edge of your will, all of it left with the load, soaked into the succubus who had stayed face-down on the floor with her arms still bound and taken the rest while you knelt there unable to lift your head or put your cock away or do anything useful with the fact that the multi-lock handcuffs were still tight and the purple hair was still spilled across the stone. Your cock softened between her soles. She gave it one last slow deliberate slide, the wet heat dragging through the mess she had already made just to watch you twitch and whimper, then pressed the soles together one last time and turned her head to look back at the Level zero Hero still kneeling behind her with the purple hair falling across her face and the smile on her lips small and satisfied.

[𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍!]
[-𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎𝐗𝐏!]
[𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄��]

“𝙈𝙢𝙢𝙝. 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩. 𝙉𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨, 𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝, 𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞-𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘����𝙛𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩. 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙄 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄’𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨.”

She flexed her toes one last time against the softening length of you and then let her feet drop back to the stone, the multi-lock handcuffs still tight around her wrists and the purple hair still spilled across the floor and the soft wet shine of your load still sitting between her soles while you stayed on your knees at Level zero with the charm still sitting in your chest and the only thing left in the quiet of the chamber was the knowledge that she had taken everything she wanted and left the rest behind because she had never planned on staying bound for long.

𝑰𝒅𝒊𝒐𝒕~

{𝑩𝑨�� 𝑬𝑵𝑫?: 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝑻𝒐 𝑭𝒐𝒐𝒕-𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕!}

[💗𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐘✨ @ImpyBackup]

Awwwhhh!! So many adorable lil cuties came to me to play my fun, totally not dangerous little game! Impy won soooo many prizes!~

But fear not, "worthy heroes"~ 🤭

As long as you keep on staring at me, and not that little number going up and up... we can keep playing forever!! Keep the requests coming, my appetite for Hero gold is endless~ 💋

[Goddess Kira ♥ @urgoddesskiraa]

long day, lick doggy :3

2dfd findom feet

[Goon Mamas 💗 @MyGoonMama]

Need to make a boy shoot his ropes for me.. 💦

[Abby 💞 @abbyybbyx]

like my outfit?

[queen kat ♱ @weak4kat]

my fat ass in shorts makes you soo weak.. relapse for me simp 🌀

[kylani @brattykylani]

my fav hobby

[Bratty b_itch @Brattyb_itch123]

Wakey Wakey Eggs and milk shakey

[Aya @ayuhsuzukiiii]

the sun is not the only thing out : )