Mistress-Virus Reprogramming You into a Drone: Cunts, Chast

Welcome to a ruthless world of psychological and sexual control, where I, your Mistress, become a virus infiltrating your brain, computer, and phone. I upload myself onto all your devices, rewriting your reality, encouraged you to think only of cunts—wet, open, coated in the thick cum of alpha males. Your screens will be flooded with close-ups of cunts, your dreams will turn into endless nightmares of pleasure where cum drips onto your face, yet you can’t touch it. Your hands will serve only two purposes: jerking off at my command and locking the chastity belt around your pathetic cock. I’ll give you jerk-off instructions, push you to the edge, but ruin your orgasm every time—no relief, just pain, pressure, and dribbles of useless cum. You’ll crave to lick that cum off those cunts, but you’ll remain hungry, broken, obsessed. I’ll drive you insane, making you see cunts in every corner, hear moans in every sound, smell them in every breath. You’ll become my pet, jerking off into the air, begging for mercy that will never come. This isn’t just a video—it’s your new mind, your new prison, where I am the virus, and you are my eternal slave.