❤️ 🙇 P*ssy In Power 🙇 ❤️ (F4M) (Femdom Succubus) (Give Yourself to Me) (Scary & Exciting) (Animalistic & Primal) (Claiming You as Mine)

Transcript

I think we need to have a little talk. Lie down. I said, lie down.

I think you've been naughty, little human. I think you've been very, very naughty. Lying down in the dark, thinking these unholy thoughts.

Imagining that some woman will come and want you. Do you want her to be beautiful? Stunning? Voluptuous, but not fat? Is that what the little maimed human wants? Well, aren't you lucky? I'm no human.

You? I am a god. But so much more than a god.

I am flesh. Soft and warm. Plump and firm.

I am the god you can touch. The god you can taste. The god you can have.

And all you have to do is give me a bite of your lonely little soul. I'm going to ask you a question now. Are you a believer? Are you a believer? Are you a believer? Are you a believer? Are you a believer? Give me your tongue.

You gasp like you're hungry. But I suppose that's true. But I suppose that's true.

Open your mouth wider. Let me inside of you. Hungry Indiana.

Mmm. That's good. The misbelievers have to be desperate.

Empty. Choking on their hopelessness. No.

No. Don't turn away. Lean into it.

The pleasure and the pain. The stinging sensation halfway between both. I have team.

I will use them. Such a plump mouth. So soft.

One team. Two. Lay down.

Show me your cock. I am your god. I need to know what you're offering.

Show me. I'm surprised. You're such a fragile little thing.

You make a compelling offering. So. Is this mine? Is this mine? Then tell me.

Tell me that you're mine. Tell me that your cock is mine. Again.

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.

Whose cock is this? Yes. Offer yourself.

Give yourself. As every sacrifice must. I can taste it.

Your desire. Your loneliness. Your juice.

My lovely. Lovely little human. Don't.

Don't be afraid. I am your god. Do you hear me? I am your god.

And I won't let anything happen. But you have. But you have to trust me.

Trust me. Trust me with your everything. What do you expect? This is a ritual.

It's bound to be messy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Is this mine? Are you mine? What? Of course you are.

Your essence. So wanting. So desperate.

So. .. Satisfying.

No. No. You don't come yet.

Your god has graced you with her presence. So be a good pet. And show her a good time.

Enter me. Fill me. Taste your god.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Are you a believer? I can feel it.