Request ::

If you could goth up at all, latex cat suit, bl*ck eye liner, bl*ck lipstick that would be awesome. You are a sorceress and you are telling me about your traps, and what you do to mortal beings who get caught in your trap. If you could get closer to camera when you say the word trap that would be great too.

You start by asking me if I know what the word “trap” means. You read the dictionary description before giving examples. You tell me that your mouth is a trap, because what goes in can’t get out. Your body is the ultimate trap. You say the word trap slowly and seductively close to the camera, wrapping your lips around the world.

You liken yourself to a carnivorous plant as you describe the traps you us to catch pray, which you consume like a snake. You tell me about the bubble trap, and how tight and inescapable it is. You describe in detail how the bubble trap sucks unsuspecting travelers into its bag like body. The trap is made of a real stretchy but unbreakable plastic. The trap reacts to the pray that struggles inside it meaning that the more you press against your plastic prison, the tighter the trap gets. You describe watching victims faces and the squeaky sound of the tight plastic, slowly getting pressed up against the plastic, which starts to suck to the body. The victim is left c*mpletely vacuum packed, shiny, trapped. You then consume your pray knowing that not only is the victim trapped in a tight plastic bubble, but now also your body.

Another one of your traps is your web, your web is made of a fine plastic like sheet, like saran wrap. You tell me that it gets you really hot when you first see a victim step into the web. You watch as they struggle, and get wrapped up and slowly, more and more trapped as the strands of sticky saran wrap envelopes its victim. You tell me that every time you say the word “trap” your web starts to melt like a second skin around your victim.

Finally, another trap is your Venus Fly trap. Its teeth are invisible to passersby, the nectar of the trap stinks, and acts as the perfect bait. When a victim steps on it the teeth snap shut, creating a small window inside the trap. You walk over and slowly to the camera in a seductive voice say “you’re caught in my trap, my trap, my trap”. If you could show the word turns you on that would be great. You tell me every time you say the word trap, your traps tighten further keeping your victims entombed until you are ready to consume them into your ultimate body trap, a stinky dark eternal place where there is no escape.

Trap