The Mistress B

Do you wanna know why it’s so fun to bl*ckmail you? Well first, because it’s so easy. All I have to do is twirl my hair and l*ck my lips, and your d*ck starts twitching. And you can’t help it, it’s just automatic. And then you start pumping, and all the rushes from your brain to your d*ck and then you’re so easy to manipulate. I just squeeze my tits together and make a l*ttle pouty face and just like that, you’re willing to hand over all of your information.

You’re going to spill all kinds of information. It’s so fun to work you over. But that’s not the only reason I enjoy blackmailing you. There’s the money of course. I can extort you over and over again. Just with a l*ttle bit of information and I can use that to extract more information. Just stroke right now puppet, you don’t need to think about that right now. But that is another reason why bl*ckmail is so much fun, it’s never ending. Once I get inside of your head and find out every detail of your life, once I get you to cr*ck, it all comes pouring out. Stroke puppet, the more you stroke the easier it will spill out.

You see once I have just a l*ttle bit of information, I can use that to bl*ckmail you out of more information. It just keeps building and building. You lose all control. You’re so f*cked. And I’m not going to stop extracting information and money. I’m going to continue to extort you until there’s nothing left. This is your life now. And the only way you can enjoy it, is by getting off on it. You’re no longer in control of your finances, you’re no longer in control of anything, because once the money runs out, I’m going to make you pay in other ways. This never ends. I have taken over your life and all because of that weak, needy d*ck. If you had been able to resist me, than I wouldn’t have been able to manipulate you out of your information. If you had more will power, if you weren’t such a lonely, pathetic l*ttle jerkoff loser, well, you wouldn’t be in this l*ttle predicament. But since you are, you can blame it that c*ck in between your legs.

Stroke for me thinking about how I own you, and about how this will go on forever. You will always be my bl*ckmail b*tch. Now c*m for me idiot. I own you.

It's So Easy To Extract Information When You're Horny