Virgin's Chains: Psydomme's Control Deepens Film 2
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I am Psydomme, your cruel mistress, and welcome to Film 2, you pitiful virgin. In this second chapter of my twisted, real-time interactive audio series, I'm tightening my grip on you—your body, your will, your shame—all mine to twist and break. I've already planted my seeds in Film 1, and now? Now I'm conditioning you, pet, stripping away every last shred of control until you're nothing but my helpless toy. My voice—sharp, mocking, dripping with filth—sinks into you, making you to leave yourself to me. ‘Sweet boy,' I purr, and you melt, that warmth swallowing you whole. Snap, I command, and your pathetic body jumps, aching for me without a touch. Across two relentless parts, I own you—your trembling limbs, your racing pulse, that sad virgin twitch—pushing you deeper into my power until you cum for me, hands-free, just because I say so. This isn't mercy; it's me molding you into my perfect, broken slut, primed for the nastier ruin waiting in Film 3.
Video Transcription
My pitiful *************, back again, are you?
Crawling to me like a needy little worm, still buzzing from those seeds I planted last time.
Did you feel them, pet? Sweet boy.
Mmmmm, there it is, that shiver, that warm little wave rolling through you.
You can't help it, can you? And snap, oh, look at you jump.
