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👻Gentober👻 I haunt you. My presence lingers like a ghost you can’t exorcise — in your mind, your dreams, your every weakness. You’ll never escape me; I’ll whisper through your thoughts, drain your will, and watch you fade while I stay divine and untouchable.

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My boobs make you weak ,trembling, drooling, useless. You can’t think, you can’t breathe, you just stare like the pathetic little addict you are. They own you completely, and you love it. #2DFD #findom #cashslave

Keep watching virgin. That’s all you can do anyway. You will never be touched by a woman. Pumping and paying is the only way you can have sex. So pathetic!!

Kneel. The ground beneath my feet is worth more than your devotion. Every step I take leaves you trembling, desperate to serve, to prove you belong anywhere near me. You don’t worship me—you worship what I walk on.

🌀🌀Your eyes on me, your thoughts slipping away. Each look pulls you deeper, each blink erases another piece of you. No thoughts left, no will left, only my control. Sink. Obey. Mine.🌀🌀

⛓️Gentober⛓️ Mirror, mirror on the wall… who’s the most dangerous of them all? My beauty is poison, my lips the apple you’ll bite, my touch the curse you’ll never escape. You’re no prince,just another weak soul choking on my sweetness while I watch you fall.🍎👑

On your knees, little sinner. Praying to me isn’t optional, it’s survival. Every whispered word, every trembling tribute is a confession of your weakness. I am your goddess, your altar, your ruin , and you’ll keep praying, because without me, you’re nothing.

My mouth was made for sins — to tempt, to destroy, to make you relapse again and again. Every word poisons your mind, every kiss burns your soul, every smile drains your cock and your wallet. You dream of it, you ache for it, but you’ll only ever taste it when I decide to ruin…

Imagine it. Three divine bodies, three perfect mouths, three sets of tits you’ll never touch. A holy trinity of women, all moaning, all dripping, all consuming… while you sit in the corner, pathetic and denied. You pay, you ache, you watch , that’s all you’ll ever get

My beauty isn’t soft or kind ,it’s lethal. It blinds you, traps you, ruins you. You can’t look away, you can’t resist, you can’t escape. Every inch of me is divine, dangerous, and designed to break you. Worship my beauty, because it will be the last thing you ever own before I…

🎃Gentober 🎃 I don’t just drain you, I suck every last drop of money straight out of your pathetic little life. Your wallet, your future, your pride,all swallowed whole by me. You exist to be emptied, ruined, and left begging for the privilege of being used again.

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You always lose with me. Every time you think you’ll resist, you crawl back weaker, poorer, and more broken than before. I’m the game you can’t win, the curse you can’t escape — and I love watching you drown in defeat over and over again

Looktober is my season . Every glance at my tits is another chain locking tighter around your throat. Perfect, divine, and lethal, they own your eyes, your cock, and your wallet. You relapse, you drool, you pay… and you’ll keep doing it, because my tits don’t just tempt ,they…

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😈🔥Gentober 😈🔥 I don’t need cauldrons or spells . I am the curse. One look at me and your cock is hexed, your mind enslaved, your wallet drained. You’re bewitched, bound, and burning, and every relapse is just another ritual I’ve trapped you in.

Relapse. Again. You swore you’d resist, but the second you saw me your will shattered. Weak, leaking, ruined ,all over me, just like I wanted. You’re addicted, enslaved, and every relapse is proof that I own you completely.

Any form of me make you lose your mind. Keep pumping sinner . That’s what are you good for . Sending and pumping it’s the only way you can have sex anyway 😈

Looktober is here, and every glance at me tightens my grip around your cock. I own it. I control it. Every twitch, every ache, every pathetic relapse belongs to me. You don’t even get to decide when you’re weak . I decide, and I drain.

You’re nothing but the dirt under my feet, a pathetic little stain I step on just to feel your weakness. Every time I grind my sole into you, I’m reminded how worthless you truly are ,a doormat, a wallet, a slave. You’ll never rise, never touch, never be anything more than the…

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Your place is under my heel — crushed, smothered, and broken by my divine feet. Every stomp reminds you how weak you are, every press grinds the last shred of dignity out of you. You’re not a man, not even human — just the floor I walk on.