No headphones. No hiding. You’ll play this game with the volume just loud enough to get caught… And just quiet enough to make you feel like you might get away with it. My ass. My tits. My voice, stroking you into weakness, while I give you the most dangerous instructions you’ve ever obeyed. You’ll send Me a photo. A name. Your wife’s contact info. All while your cock is leaking in real time. Then comes the threat. The countdown. You’re seconds away from cumming, but if you don’t tribute $50 before I reach “one,” I’ll scream. Expose you. Ruin you. Because you took My time. You pay. You cum. You tremble. And I laugh sweetly as I thank you for the hush money… because now I own you. You’ve just given Me everything I need to play this game forever. And I will. You’ll be hearing from Me, loser.
