Rewire Your Worthless Brain with Disgusting Tits & Ass Terror

well, hello there, you trembling little slut. you thought you could handle me, didn't you? you dared to crawl into my world, begging for a taste of my wicked genius, and now look at you—panting, sweating, and utterly at my mercy. this audio isn't just a file; it's a fucking weapon, forged in the dark, twisted depths of my mind, a psychologist- sexologist dominatrix who knows every filthy corner of your weak, perverted soul. i'm going to slide my voice into your ears like silk laced with venom, wrapping around your brain until you're chking on your own shame. you wanted fear? you wanted panic? oh, i've given you that and so much more, you disgusting little worm. picture me leaning in close, my lips brushing the mic, my breath hot and teasing as i whisper just for you. my words drip with cruel honey those saggy, sweaty tits and asses in ways that make your stomach churn and your cock twitch—because i know you're that fucked up, aren't you?

Published by MishaGoldy

Video Transcription

You've come to the right place, my sweet, stupid pet, because I'm not just any cruel

bitch, I'm a goddess of the mind, a psychologist, a sexologist, and a filthy, nasty dominatrix

all rolled into one.

I'm going to fuck with your head so hard you'll never look at a bouncing breast or a wobbling

ass the same way again.

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You'll be mine, a quivering mess, and you'll thank me for it with every panicked breath.

So let's get started, shall we?

Say it, say you're mine, you disgusting little slut.

Good, mesmerizing rhythm of soft, quivering flesh.

Normally, this would get your pathetic little dick hard, but not anymore.

Now, each bounce is a trigger.

Each jiggle is a siren blaring in your skull, screaming danger, danger, danger.

Your chest tightens, doesn't it?

Your breath catches in your throat, and a cold sweat prickles your skin.

You feel it, don't you?

The fear creeping in, clawing at your insides.

Let me paint it clearer for you, because I know your tiny jiggling keep tormenting you.

You're surrounded, trapped in a prison of bouncing breasts, and there's no way out.

How does that feel, you pathetic coward?

Are you scared yet?

You should be.

Now, let's move lower, you filthy little degenerate.

Let's talk about asses.

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