cardamompapi

sup how’ve y’all been? my ball sweat been smelling like a fa..

sup how’ve y’all been?
my ball sweat been smelling like a fag’s wet dream lately ngl. come get a whiff?

Footstool ready to bitch out on my sweaty, linty toes? Thoug..

Footstool ready to bitch out on my sweaty, linty toes? Thought so. Time to put it/its pronouns in your bio, slut. Lol who tryna see the full vids?

GOON TO MY RANK ASS, FEET, & SKIDDED BRIEFS, focus on my ver..

GOON TO MY RANK ASS, FEET, & SKIDDED BRIEFS,
focus on my verbal & sink low. lower than you knew possible. I want you to hand me every last shred of dignity you might still be clinging to. Obey & step into your purpose. The purpose I give to you. Lucky little slut.

dude when I ripped ass earlier, I could have sworn I saw you..

dude when I ripped ass earlier, I could have sworn I saw you take in the deepest inhale...
yo what was up with that?

if you're sucking my dick, & not prepared to get farted on....

if you're sucking my dick, & not prepared to get farted on... I have news for you.

when you're trying to get work done & the dick won't stop pu..

when you're trying to get work done & the dick won't stop pulsating

bein my boyfriend means staying steeped in these fumes. Perm..

bein my boyfriend means staying steeped in these fumes. Permaripe & horny, shy about nothing. I'll make you obsessed with my pheromones. Embrace that there will be several hours out the week where you're not a bf, just a massage rimchair that I own. Make out with my hole & struggle to gulp down my blasts while I kick back with some headphones & a game.

Aight but u gotta see it from my perspective,looking down.....

Aight but u gotta see it from my perspective,
looking down...

You're just not fully human anymore in my eyes. & look how easy it was, like you really were born just to be an accessory for me. A toy. I mean, comically easy to manipulate... Ya drop to the floor mouth open with just a glance, & you thank me with genuine earnest after I've just made you do the most evil shit. Make you bend to any sick whim all night long & you're all 'grateful for the opportunity.' Seeing how stupid you are brings out a totally different side of me.

I love psychoanalyzing my fags, finding out who they are, who they were, using it against them. I was confused at first. Like is it because... my shadow's creative mean streaks aren't something everyone witnesses & it makes you feel special being on the receiving end? Becoming an outlet for my abuse some sort of thrill? Or is it some sort of altruistic, you feel good being useful to me, even if it's as my punching bag?

I'm just havin fun. Will wipe my shoes on your carpet or something hella disrespectful & I watch you react. You act so heavy, so important, like you're in church, reverent & ecstatic, & I'm all - bro all I'm doing is making fun of you.

You're wired to worship me.
I guess something about my internal language, my microbiome, has a control over you you probably don't really understand yourself. But essentially, my microbial sphere controls you.

Whether it's a wave wafting off my pits as I stretch, the stink of my drenched socks after a long day, even the rare, briefs left in the hamper imbued potently from some deep skid marks.

All things any normal person might encounter & find downright revolting.
& yet somehow, in the wiring of that fucked up faggot peabrain, all of these smells serve only to convince & compel your whole being into acquiescence. Such an obedient lil simp for daddy's stink. My metabolism’s complex notes reverberate in your fagtard skull & you can't stop inhaling. All thoughts drained & ur only priority my happiness. My dumb kiss ass.


It’s a sweet fucking deal.

The deeper my DNA gets into your cells, the more useless you become without me too. No matter how shitty I stay treating you - you stay thanking me, profusely. Devoted. LMAO. Groveling at rank feet. Begging to suck the salt & lint out from my socks. It's pitiful. & it's incredible - how utterly weak you become for me.

i flex my feet in your face & you go cross-eyed. How's my footjam taste faggot? My shoes in the corner practically fogging up the windows & you're uncontrollably salivating. Sweet, salty, & umami... all the terpenes, esters, compounds my apparently delicious foot biome produces.

I could speculate that yeh, that's ur fagmind sensing a richer, more complex, & stronger community presence of flora than ur own. Sensitive to my sophisticated chemical messages, your body translates them for you & betrays you, you have no other choice but to follow your instinct, usually shock, awe, respect & deference. I exploit this revere for fun, because I can, & as a reward you're offered precious chances to share in some genetic transfections with me.

damn nature is wild.
how we all here 'cause some rat way back when found a nice hiding spot?
I'll concede it’s difficult to say which behaviors end up being the advantageous traits & dom the genetic food chain. Whoever fits best, not always who’s the most fit.

So, who fucking knows, but as it stands i'm going with the simplest, most hilarious explanation which is... ur a run of the mill fucking bottom feeder. Here to fill your role, eating my waste, thanking me for it anyway you can.


Really doesn’t matter, i’m just stoney & analyzing for no reason other than i'm still bewildered how anyone lets themselves act as low, subservient & pathetic as you do for me. Alright enough contemplating the nature of your fag condition & its debatable ecological niche.

What's important now is that your fag mouth is a perfect fit for the role of my animate subhuman ped-egg. Push my foot deeper into your throat laughing at the noises that escape & wiggle my toes into your tonsils just to feel my massage get extra tight & warm as you struggle, sputter & convulse. Sometimes kick ya in the head or clit, for the same effect.

Suck on my big toe till it's a little soft then get to work on that callous.
Lightly use ur teeth & keep sucking on it at the same time. Nurse on that big toe, queer, there you go. Then, when your can taste ur mouth filled with plenty of my toecheese, stick out your tongue & show me.
Grossss bitch, ha,
Chew it.

Now swallow.
You're welcome ped egg, not keep going.Damn what a fucking garbage can. Highly amusing.

& how cool we're both just doin what comes natural. Seems like you got a bit shafted in this deal, but I guess by your blissed out eyes all's right in ur lil fag world. Eating all the lint & dead skin off my heels, & looking in your eyes I can tell - there's no place you'd rather be.

Huh, isn't that right stupid homo?

fuckin freak, stick your tongue in my ass.

fuckin freak, stick your tongue in my ass.

yoooo I accidentally shot a rope of cum into my beard 😂

yoooo I accidentally shot a rope of cum into my beard 😂

😆🫙precious jarred gas pretty wild a big wet fart will escap..

😆🫙precious jarred gas
pretty wild a big wet fart will escape my sweaty ass & that's basically ur fuckin wet dream

Stinky socks n feet, ripe pits & a gassy ass, I was so turne..

Stinky socks n feet, ripe pits & a gassy ass, I was so turned on the other day I started humping the bed, so here ya go 😂

To be frank, one of the first times I was introduced to this kink was yeeears ago, I was on top a guy fuckin the shit outta him when I, totally on accident, let one slip. Guess I was soley focused on his sweet hole & lost in the moment idk. (Wish I could say the first time was on purpose out of curiousity or mildly sadistic tendencies but that's too come 😈) I was prepared to laugh it off but I'll never forget that dude's expression.

As it dawned on him where the noise came from, as in not from him lol...
he grinned biiig up at me for a few seconds, took a deep inhale as it engulfed him & then he let out a moan as he thrust his ass further back up on my dick. Fuckin incredible.
I mean I had buried his face into my pit earlier, just didn't realize at the time how far that worship would extend.

Anyway here's a quick vid to hopefully serve as a small preview taste for upcoming collabs
*(PS there's an extended version w/ a lot more degrading verbal, added elements, & more gas uploading now for my other page on sb)*

face it, my musk doesn’t just make u weak. it renders u pow..

face it,
my musk doesn’t just make u weak. it renders u powerless. it’s time to accept the status of my personal property.

**(vid is a pov: getting throatfucked by ur verbal dom)** (..

**(vid is a pov: getting throatfucked by ur verbal dom)**
(objectification/humiliation short tale _WARNING:extremely fucked up not for the faint of heart_ ↘︎↘︎)

So it started with giving me head a while back...
First link was super chill. We hung out, exchanged some words, & u milked a giant load out of me. Told me the chemistry was crazy & gave me ur number.
Each session since, u notice my demeanor & treatment towards ya gradually taking on a tone that’s... more & more aggressive... Demanding...

Sub/dom dynamics had been discussed so u thought u knew what u were getting into, & by all regards that first time really was all u expected. There were the obvious classics ofc, the tell-tale hand on back of ur head, meaning I was pleased but also get ready cuz I’m about to explore ur throat on my own terms. There were a few short slaps for direction, all seemed par for the course.

Though, the second time u find urself kneeling on my floor, u notice the facefucking definitely begins a bit sooner than before. & before u know it, I had u laid on ur back. I tell u relax, & don’t struggle, but my hairy nuts are about to be smashed over ur nose for a while. u hear me say to myself "let’s see how long this one can hold its breath." ur relaxing ur throat & found it all charming, didn’t even really register that initial depersonification.

I’m keeping my dick firmly held down ur throat for what feels like ages, when I begin hurling degrading verbal ur way. u also notice a slight sadistic tendency of mine where the minute u begin to show any signs of discomfort, u can bet my dick will always be kept in that much longer. Everytime u signal for a break, I plunge as deep as I can & hold u down. When ur gagging gets more violent first I start laughing, & then I resume fucking ur throat in tight thrusts so u can’t free yourself.
When I finally do let u catch ur breath, I usually step right over u & effortlessly smother u with my ass till we’ll go almost an hour where there’s barely one minute u weren’t fighting for air.
"God it’s the best when u struggle, feels so fucking good."

I’m sure to call out & bring to ur attention how u be acting.
“It’s funny to me fag, ur instinctive motions after I finally pull my dick our ur throat, even as u r gasping for breath… it’s to immediately find my dick again w/ ur lips.
"Like fag instinct,"
The way I laugh at u & spotlight ur faggy tendencies - makes u feel seen.

First time I directed u to speak, I required verbal recognition of the way u acted round me. All ur fag behavior. I had u admit to me dicksucking was in ur nature. U obeyed & I praised u
"Good faggot."

I added u as my regular bitch & told u never to text me. I would hit u up first & if u can’t make it to me when I say, u get three strikes. I want u on my time, & I want u to respond to my beck & call. The audacity of this request u might’ve internally scoffed at, but… u always answered my call & u fell in line, becoming my regular lil cumdump.

U didn’t even really notice when my praises & “good faggots,” subsided & my comments took even darker turns. After I’d get u to admit some aspect of ur sub-nature, my responses now were usuallysomething along the lines about how fucking dumb u looked. No matter how mean I became, it just made u more enamored, predictably & ur fav seemed to be when I’d feign disbelief at just how willing & eager u are to deprive urself of air, or even social outtings & prior engagements for that matter. How quickly I got u to obey me, truly fuckin pathetic. I’d say how wild it was to me, just how pathetic u act for me, & it’s almost like u just wanted to prove to me u could be wilder.

"Moronic cocksucker, fucking automaton,"
That was the first insult I called u where I could tell I surprised u. & probably also the last hook that secured my catch. No matter how much some of my jabs might’ve started to sting, the meaner I got, the more brutal, the less I showed respect for ur autonomy, all of it only served to feed that submissive gleam I could bring out in ur eyes. Our next couple sessions go like this too, I have fun verbally abusing u, tearing down ur esteem & simultaneously terrorizing ur airways, & u fall further in to what will be ur new life.

So, it’s around the fifth of sixth time u responded immediately to my request for a bitch, & u’re on ur knees within the hour of sending it. This time seems a bit different because there are 0 words exchanged. I’ve led u inside, onto the ground, & shoved my dick to the back of ur throat. After about 15 minutes in & ur presence hadn’t been acknowledged by me even once, other than the utility I was getting thrusting away past ur tonsils, clearly.

I jumped straight into taking full advantage of that throat, humping ur mouth, grinding ur face in my ripe bush, my pubes feel like course sandpaper on ur face from how hard the assaultis. & notably, my package is particularly musky & rank that day. Tho the smell made u feel like u were floating, eventually u become slightly dejected at... me having not one word said to u. Just ignored & used. & even still, floating in my pheromones & sitting with the factual reality of having ur gullet actively violated & any semblance of personhood disregarded, ur dick reacts to this situation by straining against ur faggy jeans & leaking wet spots near the zipper.

Then, I slide one of my hands from behind ur head, beneath ur jaw, tilting ur face up towards me, & I look right into ur eyes.

Finally, breaking the silence, I ask (w/ no hint that I’d be removing my cock I’m sliding in & out in short strokes just past ur windpipe,)
"damn, so u legitimately really enjoy becoming a fleshlight for me, huh?"
I leer down at u.
"Answer me fleshlight," & the last syllable is spit out accompanied by a rough whack to the back of ur head.
U sputter from the blow & still, attempt to gurgle out an affirmative. Ur gurgling fails to synthesize anything coming close to coherent vocalization, & I laugh at u before hocking up a thick loogie, flash u an incredulous sneer & then initiate a controlled, slow drip, watching ur eyes as a fat, yellow gob appears between my lips. It’s so viscous it forms a massive flared bulb before it can break its tension & fall, as I hover over u trying not to laugh, I get it to land square on ur nose. No corner of ur cocksucking face is spared from the drip radius. I had spit on u before, but this slow methodical loogie felt so much more raw, utterly humiliating, & as its happening it makes u so fuckin worked up, u’ve transitioned from attempting to form the words "yes, I love being ur fleshlight" around my fat veiny dick, giving up on the futile task of fighting against my throbbing head obtrusively stretching ur vocal chords & instead decided to vigorously nod ur approval. Of course this also has the effect of bobbing ur head up n down on my cock perfectly & the sight of u suckling on my dick, nodding enthusiastically at being turned into an object & my fighting mucousy snot splattering all over u made me laugh even harder. At this point my cock hasn’t pulled out from ur throat for a good several minutes & my laughter turns cruel.
"fuck faggot, what makes u more happy, admitting ur just a tool, or getting feeling my phlegm bless ur faggot face? Jesus ur dumb."

ur violently convulsing & coughing now, which is my cue to plunge all the way in, leading u with my cock in ur throat up against a wall & hocking another loogie this time right in ur eye.
It feels incredible for me. To u, no idea, probably feels like I’m leaning my full weight on the back of ur skull.
After this hookup, I stop referring to u as anything but, "my fag fleshlight."
U fucking love it.

Not surprising in the least, this next level of objectification has only heightened & enhanced that utter drive u seem to possess which tells u please me, make me feel good, above all else. Competing to be my best cocksucker ever. It’s in ur faggot DNA. I know it full well, & I have all the tools to abuse my knowledge, which only drives ur obsession madder. u find urself daydreaming incessantly about the next time u’ll get the privileged view bowing between my thick hairy thighs, obsequious as u are helpless watching me getting off as u struggle.

Getting ignored becomes a rarity & gives way to endless ridicule.
I stare straight into ur soul as u nod & mumble best u can, trying dutifully to respond to ur master’s relentless interrogation.
I don’t stop - "ur just a fleshlight for me, u know that right?," " aaaand ur ... totally fine with that right fag?", "don’t u think that’s pretty low of u fag?", "u do? so u agree ur acting like a little lowly cockslut?", "no dignity for this dick right?" "ur just happy to be recognized as the dumb fag fleshlight u are huh?", "this is what fleshlights like u was born to do" "so ur fine with being my fuckin pocketpussy", "stupid pussyboy," "faggot," "u know that’s all u are to me?", "u love me for putting u in ur place, don’t u faggot?", "haaha, admit it." "keep gagging like a whore iiif u agree this is the most useful u’ve ever been." "awww, look at that, love to see it!" "Guess I’m basically performing a public service!", " Aw, does fag love how not afraid I am to call it like it is?" "keep ur throat open," "worship my dick fag, worship" "tell me u love me with ur throat dummy,"
Every time u think the final layer of humiliation & debasement has been reached I pummel thru it, laughing at the surprised excitement that twinkles up in ur expression.
"u should taste my meat everybreath u fuckin take." "that’s only right yeh?", "I mean, taking my dick, that’s the only purpose u serve here." "reason why ur alive, huh?" "being my dick servant is ur only fucking purpose, dumb bitch." "don’t even deserve air if ur not sucking me off whenever I want don’t u think?" "damn, I don’t even really believe u can think" "yeah I think u have juuuust enough activity, in that smooth fucking fagbrain of urs, to tell u- what ur primary function is...."
& then - a barrage of hard slaps. Open palms, both hands, over & over,
"ur A DUMB ~slap* FUCKING ~smack* DICKSUCKER & U BELONG ~slap* TO ME" I land a smack that even stings my hand & rattles ur orbital.
& just like that ur streaked w/ tears.
"Fucccck yes, cry for me."
I pull out the back ur throat & come down to ur level.
Suddenly I’m spitting on u again, all over, & in between each powerful gob that lands I tear into what’s left of ur ‘self worth.’
"this is what u wanted, stupid."
‘PAH’ the force of it stings ur newly tenderized face.
"I’m gonna cover every square cm, glaze u in my saliva, mmhm, thank me."
"Thhaank you, thank u for ur godly spit Master."
‘PAH’ It hits u straight in ur mouth just finished thanking me.
"that’s right homo, ur a supid loser, ur fucking lucky I chose to use ur ass" I’m leaning in closer to you. My face is boring intently down on yours. I push three fingers into ur mouth, pushing past ur lips & sliding them all the way down to ur tonsils. As u gag I use two fingers on my other hand to plug ur nostrils, & finish the swift violating movement by hocking up a fat gob from deep in my chest, & ejecting it square on the forehead, once again.
"U LOOK SO FUCKING STUPID, GODDAMN," I say, starting to wriggle the fingers I have in ur throat to get u to keep gagging.
The normally half playful undertones in my voice have all but vanished & I feel u shift uneasily, maybe a little fear creeping in.
I take my hand out of ur nose & wipe it in ur hair, then start stroking the back of ur head lovingly while subtly pushing it into the hand so my fingers get inched even further down ur throat.
"I love treating u like this,"
I’m still punctuating the end of each sentence by chosing a new spot on ur face to spit on. I repeat myself, "Fuck I love treating u like this," "God ur so lucky I’m such a mean perv, pretty sure I’m the only person who’s able to give u purpose like this aren’t I?" In a fluid motion, I stand up & pivot the - at this point almost entire fist - I have in ur throat a full 180, softly repositioning ur head to look up at me, pulled up by ur palette.
u cough & sputter & I take my hand out and quickly give u a fast slap.
"ur not worth anything but abuse," "Thank me"
u get out a pathetic thank u as u try to control ur burgeoning sobs.
"HANDS ON THE FLOOR." Instantly, u obey.
"Daaamn"
I take a small step forward & put my trainers down over ur knuckles, ur pathetic crying interrupted with winces.
"Little bitch boyyyy. Is it even a fucking boy? I don’t think so."
"Tell me. Say it to me, call urself a pathetic faggot."
Head spinning & ur vision about 10% u find my form & cough out feebly, "I’m so stupid, Master. I’m a pathetic faggot."
I bring my trainers down heavier over ur flattened palm as u grit ur teeth,
"Now tell me who owns you. Tell me exactly how much control I have over you."
Flustered for a half a second but eventually u sense exactly what I’m looking for & don’t dissapoint,
"u own me. ur my Master, & I’m so lucky to be ur property. I’ll do anything u tell me, Sir."
I step off ur hand & look down.
"Fucking priceless."
I step over u & clamp my hairy ass down over ur mouth, letting our a ripping fart, reverberating off ur beaten face & making a sound so insane & distinct I can’t contain my laughter.
"Did I just hear u fucking moan faggot?"
My laughter is so derisive it cuts straight through ur core,
"Just keep finding new uses for my toy, don’t I? Lemee get this straight, a fleshlight, a punching bag _and_ a fart bag!?"
If possible ur bright red face burns a shade brighter.
"This just keeps getting better, found myself a truly inferior lil subhuman to fuck with"
I take a step back, appraising you. ur figure is hunched over, blissed out, reeling.
"god what fucking loser." The words are so full of disgust I think I spot the beginning of a literal recoil, but no reaction is allowed before
*SMACK~ I deliver the hardest thwack yet.
u gasp out any air left in ur lungs, but u can’t even regain ur posture before I land another,
"IDIOT." *SMACK~
With the second u’ve involuntarily doubled over. On the floor crying.
I prod ur spine with my shoe, chuckling a little at ur flinches.
"Worthless retard, fucking compose urself."
I hear whimpering escape but I also hear the thank u I was looking for & smile widely.
"faggot realizes we’ve barely started right?"

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These events comprised barely the first half hour, but this is the first time I made u stay over all night. It’s also the same session I had u change my saved name in ur phone. "‘God.’ Write it in there, go on."
I watched u do it. "While that’s out, go on & send me $50."
u obey like second nature & but I see flashes of worry in ur eyes." "We’ve barely scratched the surface, & ur new life of dedication has really just begun. Exciting isn’t it?"
I flashed u the notification on my own phone revealing ur contact I already have labeled as "faggot property"

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At certain points, maybe, all of this has definitely elicited some hesitation.
But then again, & as I’m often fast to point out, ur dick never fails to throbin response each time I introduced some new aspect to our dynamic which somehow upped the ante for ur degradation & humiliation. Ur excitement at my increasing control really unable to be denied.
& I take notice of it all too. When u hesitate, asking questions to deepen my understanding of why. Incorporating the psychology into my approach has proven very effective. Sharp smacks are implemented, when ur disobedient, even accidentally. & in the deepest moments of ur sub space, in that blissful precipice between glazed out & alert - I’ll snap u out of it to remark on how happy u look, how elated u are, letting u make the connection that this is what u shud be always do with me in ur presence, letting that slutty fag nature fully take over, truly letting urself become - MY fag fleshlight.

From before we even met I was cued in, just the fact that I directly let u know my intentions were to fuck that night, & ur dating profile goals explicity stated u were not looking for that, & yet u still offered to drive all the way over to my place. The way when it came time all I had to do was smirk at u then glance once at the floor in front of me, & you’d instantly dropped to ur knees. The way u swallowed every drop of my cum, thanked me profusely afterwards, & the way u left immediately once I told u I had a busy night, walking out my door schmeared in my spit. 😂 Yeh, that entire first hookup cemented just how eager, submissive & obedient I could get u to act for me.

I started my conditioning then, it has escalated to a point where I know u don’t go a day without craving me treating u - in ways most regular people would call - like trash. But the end goal is getting u to admit tr not ‘regular people’, that ur not even ‘people,’ really, around me. Ur my fleshlight. Sometimes my fleshlight pretends to be ‘people,’ sure... but it knows what it really is deep down.

Fuck, I’m fully stripping away ur humanity, systematically, just for fun. For the hell of it. Because it gets me off watching u pathetically yearn for my approval & it makes me laugh that I’ve twisted ur fagbrain up so bad that u associate my approval with my hail of insults calling u a dumb, idiotic lil loser. & after all that laughing at how rock hard being a pathetic trash bag makes you😂 Yeh u might’ve guessed it, but down the line caging up that dick is definitely on the agenda as well.
All of this might’ve offended at one point too, back when my slave toy still might’ve suspected it were anything else other than just my fucking property... & it happens all so subtly & so fast that there will be certainly be times when my new property experiences stronger bouts of hesitation, struggling to accept that its true nature has blossomed & its about to live its life dedicated to being a living, human fuck toy for my benefit... It’s safe to say I have a strong grasp on how to handle every emotion coming ur way, & my methods will always drag u deeper into acceptance of ur true role. I already see how grateful my new fleshlight is for being given the opportunity to cary out the duties and functions it was born for.
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so when ur phone pings...
GOD:
"tonite -strip & kneel outback next to my bins before 10. toy will expect serving as receptacle overnight, & i might have some friends over. Oh & if i come out to collect ur bitchass & ur not there, hands behind back, mouth open & tongue out, facing my trash - u’ll be sleeping locked in that dumpster bitch😂"

Part of ur fagbrain might dwell for a moment on that very first time we met. Afterwards you’d consider me a fuckbuddy, an equal. & if a fuckbuddy had sent a text like this one, u’d assume it were purely fantasy, & maybe respond haughtily, bratty, defensive...
But that train of thought is gone as soon as it arrived, distant & if remembered at all within seconds it’s a hazy outline of something vestigial.

no, now, trained & having no doubts of its own inferiority, it can do nothing but reread my words over & over, smiling, giddy, flushing. ur loftiest goals in what u call a life all condensed into a neat list of orders. Tonite, ur only thoughts are not about kneeling, naked,exposed on the cement out behind my dumpster, pussymouth agape, waiting for more commands, 😂
Feels good, feels... right, doesn’t it dummy? 😏
There was only ever one reply for trash like u.

faggotproperty:
"omw, thank u for the opportunity God"

Love how you can’t last more than a few minutes watching my ..

Love how you can’t last more than a few minutes watching my gas compilations😂 Another one for may, full of vids where I mess with ya head w/ insane farts & verbal taunts the whole way 😏

ok yeh so next I think I’m gonna see how far my dirty foot f..

ok yeh so next I think I’m gonna see how far my dirty foot fits down your throat? hmm don’t really give a fuck you ain’t “into it,” - think I still believe you got any dignity fag? cmon you’ll love it let me bring you down to new levels of bitchdom 😂

easing back in but I got tons of new vids for y’all 😎

easing back in but I got tons of new vids for y’all 😎

Yeh sure, it may have seemed pretty weird at first - how muc..

Yeh sure, it may have seemed pretty weird at first - how much you'd perk up every time I'd come home ripe af, or, when I'd have skipped a couple showers & notice you making every excuse to get close to me. It was for sure confirmed the first time I ripped ass in front of you though, & I could see you practically drooling, straight up savoring the scent.

Still so funny to me, speeeccially on mornings like these where I KNOW my gas is, as far as farts go, absolutely fuckin rank.😏 Every time one would waft over to ya & there'd always be that expression... like you'd just gone to heaven... But y'know now now that It's all been addressed & taken care of, I'd say we're both for the better. No one could deny we got a muuuch chiller roommate situation now.

Though I've stopped seeing it as a roommate situation nowadays. I mean roommates are usually, equals or whatever... & I mean, I love having my own lil chair, but... that's what you are for me. My chair. I get to come home, relax, relieve some of my stress getting pampered by my *self-admitted* inferior, so yeah, a chair. A chair I can just bully tf out of...
It's fun as hell for me, in some sick way to watch you pathetically fall all over urself, ready to obey anything I say. & on top of that I tear that fuckin chair up, absolutely wrecking it, making it endure whatever relentless fucked up torturei can think of.

Appears to be your best life, payin bills, goin to work, come home & um... stew in my superior stink while taking abuse & getting bossed around. But like you're obsessed with my ripe cloud of musk so seems fair I guess, yeh. lmao the craziest part is the more demanding my dark side becomes, the more obedient, eager, & willing u are to transform into my chair...

Heyy now look, you're still my buddy dude!
Just, y'know.. a buddy that eats my sweaty ass every night while getting treated like garbage! & has that wide accepting smile when I say shit like that?! Aw hell, guess that means I'm gonna keep you around for a while. See how low I can get my new toy to go.
I like the sound of that. How about it, consider yourself kept. Owned?
No don't answer.
That's right. It was rhetorical. Chairs don't really talk do they? Damn I found myself the best chair. 😎

some nice teasing glimpses of some godly stench full videos..

some nice teasing glimpses of some godly stench
full videos will be releasing more 🔜
chicago wya 😏👀

god I just love smacking ya with it. what can I say? holding..

god I just love smacking ya with it.
what can I say? holding it down over your mouth, pressing into your ur forehead, hovering over you with my sweaty nuts swaying right above your nose.

That way you always crane ur neck just to get up a liiittle closer to my sweaty sack.The way how the second it strikes you, a whiff of those nuts - (or my rank pits, asscrack, even if my shoes are particularly pungent that day, u get the picture) - your entire demeanor changes.
I see it happen, the process is fascinating…
My pheromones melting away your whole personality & you’re stripped bare, an obsequious lil cocksucker eager to please & available for me to use.
Yo. it’s… so fun to watch. 😂
Have a feeling we’ll never get tired of the look in each others’ eyes, while i hit your face bouncing my hard dick all on it. bet I’d love your look shortly after too, that expression I don’t see, the one you
make when I’ve shifted forward & covered you with my whole ass & you officially enter heaven.
yeeh that’s what you like. Hey - we’re just having fun, doing what spurs on naturally, or maybe that’s my perspective. Seems like with the way you acting you’re answering an urgent call 😏
Like this shit is divine inspiration bro. Kinda like you and were born to be my fag toy. You agree? How could you not, at least at this moment, so yeah go on admit it, say the words. Let me hear you say it. Maybe you should start calling me master. Or maybe owner sounds better, bit more accurate 😎
Yeh exactly,
now, heed my musk. obey. lmao. this is pretty pathetic for you, fuck yes, c’mon toy,
time to drench you in my stink 😂 I’m going to have so much fun.

quick gassy compilation to tide the fart fags over til my ne..

quick gassy compilation to tide the fart fags over til my next vid drops.

🎛🔥verbal degradation stink bully 🔥🎛 Hey I'm just your buddy..

🎛🔥verbal degradation stink bully 🔥🎛
Hey I'm just your buddy - a buddy who knows you get off on admitting you're inferior & a buddy who's pleased to help you find that purpose. Don't be shy. Take your place. Underneath me.

It's here... your wettest nightmare. Feel no shame. I mean, at least, I don't when I refer to you as my bottom feeding ass slave. 😏
In truth I take a sinister joy in torturing & taking advantage of your... chemical inclinations to obey. Whatever you get out of is probably, idk somewhat cathartic or something

[[ this vid is 18 minutes total, clips average ≈30s - 1min in length. However, there are a couple sections where editing becomes quick so as to encourage & illicit... hmm how about we'll just say, light headedness 😈]]

Oh, & this is the first gassing compilation that includes a nice lil cumshot to finish ;)

**though mostly equalized, overall sound is on the high side. you've been warned not to turn up all the way - 😂although the option to listen at deafening volume i'm sure must seem tempting**

Can’t even begin to describe how good my pits smelled after ..

Can’t even begin to describe how good my pits smelled after my workout yesterday. Yeh I guess I’ll let you give me a pre shower tongue bath, you’re welcome 😂

BOTTOM FEEDING SCUM VERBAL TRAINER Ordering you to clean my ..

BOTTOM FEEDING SCUM VERBAL TRAINER
Ordering you to clean my sack, oh you're in luck - didn't shower last night so they got a little dry from all that unwashed, salty sweat. Yeah I'm going to make you eat the skin that flakes off on your tongue. Savor the taste & swallow, then thank me for the absolute honor of rehydrating my balls with your fag mouth. Something tells me you get off on my twisted tasks, & once you obey, you'll keep crawling back for more tastes.

++-- november fart compilation --++ A new trainer made with ..

++-- november fart compilation --++
A new trainer made with the uninhibited wanker in mind.
Humiliating, encouraging verbal, a rhythmic focus, &, subtly scored.
Another day as my personal fart cushion. Hah.
Tune in. Get gassed.
Lightly degrading, what can I say, it's so easy to bully you.

Good morning & good news everyone! Ooof I've been gassy this..

Good morning & good news everyone! Ooof I've been gassy this sept.
👁️‍🗨️❤️‍🔥BRAND NEW FART FAG VID ❤️‍🔥👁️‍🗨️
Alright here's the story behind your new POV compilation vid -
I learn my buddy really gets off to my rank ass smell - so I kindly start letting you huff my farts now & again. After time though, I start becoming increasingly aggressive. You take joy in the turn, letting me bully you, laugh at & call you names. Names like, ass licker, ball cleaner, fart cushion, etc... 😂Seems like you get happier & happier the harsher & more demanding my mistreatment gets.

Pretty soon I'm taunting you 24/7, getting you to debase yourself for my amusement, shoving this hairy, stinking ass crack in your face any chance I can get. Now I got you on a string, being my asslicker daily.
Plug in your headphones & get dizzy on 11 minutes of degrading, humiliating verbal & alllll of this stinky gas.
You know you can't get it out your fag brain. Treat yourself 👋😏

bundle of focused clip compilations with softer verbal -+ on..

bundle of focused clip compilations with softer verbal
-+ one entirely BURP centric
-+ the other all underwear farts / entirely clothed

teasing your senses with these trailers for my new stink tra..

teasing your senses with these trailers for my new stink trainer.
You’ve admitted it, it’s why you’re here - you know my pheromones would revert your life into the servile, obsequious role you were born for.
Buy my last video & experience the honor of even entertaining this fantasy. My musk isn’t fantasy though - you & I both know it’s entirely real & no matter what you do in this life, the thought of my smells will always haunt your bitch ass.
Enjoy silly f@ggots.

🔥❤️‍🔥🧨STINK TRAINER + THROATFUCKIN POV 🧨❤️‍🔥🔥 (includes dirt..

🔥❤️‍🔥🧨STINK TRAINER + THROATFUCKIN POV 🧨❤️‍🔥🔥
(includes dirty socks/feet/ripe pits/spit/burp/dick/ass/farts + extreme verbal ofc) (subtitled for your bating pleasure)

Give in & empty your mind - focus only on imagining what my musk would do to you.
Your senses filling with my stink is your ultimate meditation.
You have no desire - you’re an empty vessel eager to be used as my doormat, ass wipe, spit bucket & f@g fleshlight.
Be my obedient, good lil pussyboi & enjoy gooning out to your God.