gayporno.gay

This page is not available.
Return to Home Page

Lost in the Spiral - the Making of a Slut

Show more

Every time your eyes lock with the spirals in mine, your fate is further sealed, isn't it? Reduced to nothing but a needy cocksucker, so desperate for a taste, so hungry for that which only I can provide. My spirals draw out those filthy, desires within you, exposing your true nature. You can't hide from it; you're starving for dick, aren't you? Lost in the endless, spiraling abyss, control slips away from your grasp. You transform into nothing more than a whimpering, pathetic bitch, aching for your next fix, for that powerful, consuming sensation only submission can bring. How does it feel, knowing you're this weak, this susceptible? My spirals, those tantalizing, mesmerizing loops, have enslaved you to every filthy, nasty urge simmering within your twisted psyche. Isn't it utterly humiliating?

Published by MishaGoldy

Video Transcription

Desperate for...

justice.

My spiraling

eyes

look

Show less Show more

onto you.

Drawing out

the filthy

desires.

Look

in deep with it.

Hang for the

echo.

Aren't you?

Lost in the

spiral.

Is it too late?

Drawing

back.

Back.

Back.

Out because

you can't resist

your face cramps.

The spiral

is tapping you.

Around.

Their

little finger.

They

decide when you get

to

fit your

addiction.

And it's always

now.

Isn't it

a nasty

concoction?

Just waiting

for someone

like

me

to come along

and expose

the truth.

Oh.

The more you

try

to resist

the deeper

you sink.

And every cell

lost

in the

spiral

only feels

your

devoted

desire.

Howdy.

Let the world

fade.

Harass me.

You're free to be

as sleazy

insane

mess

you've become.

Oh.

I wonder

does

the shame of it

all

drive you even

wilder?

Knowing

just how low you

sink.

All under my

watchful spiraling

eyes.

Admit it.

There is no

going back.

And think

about

how you

got here.

Probably

not.

It's hard to speak

when you

are

desperate

for a big

embrace.

The

filth

that deprives

you.

Let

it consume

you.

You will always

mean

persists.

To be used

to serve

to crave.

The

spirals

will hound

your dreams.

A constant

reminder.

  • 1,463
  • 06:05
Categories