Strap-on training for cash-Coin sluts

Description: You little money-grubbing asshole – today you'll learn what true devotion costs. I'm sitting in front of you, the shiny heavy rubber strap-on already strapped on – thick, black, hard. You're kneeling naked, cock in a cage, balls bound, trembling with lust and fear. Come closer, I'll open your mouth wide: "Open your mouth wide, you cash-grubbing whore. Suck my strap-on like a real cock – deep down your throat, gag, until you're drooling and tears are flowing. I'll fuck your mouth with the strap-on—slowly, then hard, until you gag and saliva runs down your pathetic man-tits. "See? That's how you make your money—with your filthy whore mouth. Now turn around, ass up." You crawl on all fours, your asshole already gaping with anticipation. I spit on it, ram the strap-on in—deep, mercilessly, in thrusts, until you scream and whimper. "Take it, you money-grubbing pig—every thrust costs more. Beg for harder, beg for deeper, or I'll stop and leave you dripping without release." I'll fuck you senseless, milk your prostate until it drips from the cage—but come? Never. When I'm done with you, you'll obediently go and prostitute yourself for my luxury, no matter how little you're paid. You're worth no more than hard cash anyway. I'll keep ramming until you come—just from anal sex, without even touching your cock, howling and trembling. In the end, you'll lick the strap-on clean—every last drop of your own filth. That's your training: pay, suck, take, come—and never get enough.