Abellas new Toy
Welcome.
You've been fantasising about being a little slut for me, right? Dreaming about this moment? Well, here you are. Now you are captive and I will use you however I want. You're mine to play with, to edge, to break. There's nowhere to go, no way out—just you, your desperation, and my instructions.
Before we begin, you need to understand exactly what you're agreeing to.
By proceeding past this point, you are giving your full, explicit consent to be verbally degraded. You will be called whatever I decide suits you in the moment. You are consenting to be objectified, humiliated, and reduced to nothing but a body for my amusement.
You will follow every instruction exactly as given. You will touch when told, stop when told, beg when told, and suffer in silence when told.
There is only one rule you must remember, and breaking it ends everything:
You do not cum unless you are explicitly given permission.
Your orgasm belongs to me now. Not you. Me.
And if you cum for me before I tell you to? If you disobey like a greedy, thoughtless whore? You will be locked up forever without a chance to cum for the rest of your life. No release. No mercy. Just permanent, aching denial as punishment for your failure.
If you accept these terms—if you're ready to be used, edged, and broken down until you're nothing but a desperate, dripping mess—then proceed.
If not, close this now.
What's it going to be, SLUT?