Princess London Lix


Start stroking loser. Pump it. You’re already hard at the sight of me in this outfit. Your brain cells are already starting to fizzle away. You’re already staring to feel weak and powerless and that’s exactly how I want you. Completely stupid before a girl who you could never have. I want you edging so I can get you to the brink of coming and bring you back down again time and time again.


I need you especially weak and stupid for today’s little game, I’m going to toy with your little blackmail fantasies. I know you’re into this, you’re a little blackmail loser, you like to take things to the extreme. This isn’t just a fantasy for you anymore, you want to push this into reality. It’s no longer enough for you to just jerkoff to the thought, you need to be exposed because that would be so fucking humiliating, so degrading. I could ruin your life, thus validating the way you really feel about yourself. I understand you and all of your urges. You’re so fucked. Keep stroking, I want you on the edge.


Feel the humiliation and denial start to set in. Feel me in your head. Right to the edge for me and now let go. Feel it throbbing and twitching in the air. Even after just a few minutes you’re aching for me. You’re desperate for release. You feel so weak already but this is nothing we’ve only just begun. By the time I’m done edging and denying you, your brain will be mush. You will be so desperate. But in order to cum, you’ll be needing to hand over some information to me.


Jerk it again loser. Get weaker. And as you jerk, I want you to open up an email. Good boy, you love obeying me, you love relinquishing power to me and that’s exactly why you love blackmail. You know you don’t deserve responsibility over your own life. And you’re not even jerking to my amazing body, it’s the thought of being exposed that has you so fucking hard.


Edge it again loser. Not only did you pay for this clip but today you’re going to pay even more, you’re going to give up your privacy to me. Take your hand off your aching dick again. You want to cum so bad, but instead, I want you to enter in the phone number into that email of someone who knows you well, your wife, your gf, your boss. And you’re going to be clicking ‘send’ on that email right when I have you at your weakest. Now keep stroking and think about how damaging this could be. Right to the edge again, now your brain is a puddle of arousal. I’m going to count you down and when you cum, I want you to hit send at that exact moment. It will be so hot, I promise. I’m going to reprogram your brain to love this.


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