Don’t think that I don’t know what goes on inside that sick little head of yours while you think nobody is looking. Nobody knows your secrets but me, and you should go head over heels to keep it that way. You’re risking it all you know, looking at those filthy, depraved, perverted things on the darkest corners of the internet. It’s only a matter of time before you get found out for what a depraved little whore you really are. About how your porn addiction has gotten the best of you, and now you couldn't even get hard for a real woman, for vanilla sex, for anything that doesn’t involve hardcore humiliation and threatening of your very orderly life. With the information you naively gave me, I hacked into your computer and locked you out of the system. You can’t erase anything now. I bet you regret that, don’t you? Your stupidity and lust getting the better of you. Your only option is to keep me satisfied. To keep sending regular payments to my accounts. If you miss a single payment, your most shameful secrets will become public knowledge. It’s not like I can’t take that money from your account myself, it’s just so delightful to see you cave and send on a habitual level. You would do anything and even more so the people closest to you don’t look at you with such disgust and disappointment, wouldn’t you? No, so instead put those hands deep into your pockets and give me what you know I deserve. I control you now. You’re mine and you will never escape. I’ll sit back, relax and watch my bank account grow. _________________________________________________ Do your cravings of blackmail render you unable to get hard otherwise? Time to become my blackmail bitch. Send a tribute and message me, I'll whip you into inescapable shackles of financial slavery, you'll be bound to me by the sensitive information you provide to me. You'll never be able to escape my grip. Follow me on Twitter @ Thealogic, clip auto-tweets @ worshipthealogy. Thank me for this clip, send a tribute.