You’ve made such a mess for me, haven’t you? Stroking, confessing, paying… thinking you’re safe. But you’re not. I’ve got everything… your messages, your payments, even those pathetic little pictures you send me in private. One click, and your wife would know it all. That’s what makes this so delicious. Every send keeps me quiet, every stroke you take is under my fucking control. You’re powerless, living on the edge, terrified I might ruin your fucking life… and yet addicted to the way I own you. Stroke for me, pay for me, cum for me, because I decide how long your secret stays safe. Follow me on X @BrokeForBratKat