Princess Miki

You came here out of your own insatiable curiosity, to play with real power exchange, with real consequences. I know you've been fantasizing about it, and now you're finally ready to dive into it. You know exactly what I'm talking about, you clicked on this clip. Equipping me with the power to ruin your life is scary. But why is your c*ck throbbing right now?

There's a voice inside your head telling you that this is too dangerous, too reckless but you can't deny how hard it makes you. I have something here to alleviate all of that fear and make that throbbing c*ck a l*ttle harder, make your mind which is controlled by your c*ck, a l*ttle more susceptible to my suggestions. So take a sn*ff.

Is your mind a l*ttle hazy? Is your c*ck getting harder at the idea of giving me everything I need to take full control of your life? A l*ttle bit of that fear dissipated, didn't it? You're only focused on my sweet voice that will explain to you why this is a bit dangerous, but also very erotic. I know you've been fantasizing about bl*ckmail. You love the idea of me ruining you. Maybe you thought that financial domination was the ultimate power exchange, but the difference between this and findom is quite drastic. Findom is so difficult to quit once you get hooked. But the difference is that findom can end, you have the ability to say no. Take another sn*ff.

In findom you can put an end to that reckless spending but bl*ckmail is ongoing. You can't say no when you want to. That's what's hot. It strips away your power. Now notice how hard your c*ck is getting, notice how you're touching your c*ck to the idea of giving me the power to ruin you and that's exactly what you're going to do today while you're in this st*pid, horny state. You want to ruin yourself, you want me to ruin you. There's nothing hotter. Sn*ff again.

And whenever you remember that I have everything I need to destroy you, your c*ck will throb. It's like being owned by me, forever. It's what you want, it's what you need, it's why you're here, it's why you're so hard. I want your information, you want to give it to me. Now you know exactly what's next, open up your email and take another sn*ff. Don't worry, you won't regret it, there's nothing hotter than this. Now type in your information, your full name, I want you to be easier to find. You want that too, right? So I can find your friends, your family, your social media. That's so hot, isn't it?

Now your phone number. Take another sn*ff. Home address. You're getting so st*pid, you know this is pretty reckless. Look how hard you are. I want you to give me the contact information for the two most important people in your life. And lastly I want a picture of your right now in the state that you're in with your hand wrapped around your c*ck, probably making some st*pid face as you're so absorbed in this reckless behavior. Now take another sn*ff and then h*t send. I know you want to c*m and you can't c*m until you h*t send. I know you want to be ruined, and now you're f*cked.

Reckless Bmail (iphone)