Full Moon Goddess Ritual: Worship My Divine Body & Empty Your Wallet as Tribute
The full moon is at its peak. Its power flows through me, amplifying my divinity. And you, my pathetic slave, are here to serve as a conduit for that power. Look at me.
You are nothing but a vessel. Your purpose tonight is to worship, to give tribute, and to chant your devotion. Your wallet, your mind, and your worthless orgasm are mine to control. Do you understand the honor I am bestowing upon you?
Good. Now, the first tribute. $50. Send it now. This small offering opens the channel for your worship. The ritual begins at my feet, the foundation of my divine form. They carry me as I walk above you.Worship. Kiss my sole. Lick between my toes. Taste the ground I walk upon. This is a privilege you have paid for. That's it... clean your Goddess. Your tongue should be grateful for every particle of dust it finds. Now, the other foot. And while you worship, you will chant. Repeat after me: 'My wallet is yours, Goddess.'
Enough. The energy rises. The next tribute. $100. For the privilege of touching my legs. Worship the muscles that could crush you. Now, higher. My thighs.
These thighs are gates to paradise, a paradise you will never enter. But you can pay to kneel at the gates. Chant for me now: 'My devotion is your power. Look at my body. These curves were sculpted by the moon itself. Your eyes are not worthy, but I allow you to look... for a price. Another $100. For the sight of your Goddess.
You may look. You may desire. But you will not touch. Your hands stay on the floor. Your worship is visual. Your payment is your only touch. Now, the final chant: 'My orgasm is yours to deny.' Say it! Again! 'My orgasm is yours to deny!' Do you feel that ache in your pathetic balls? That is my power. That ache is my tribute. You will leave here with that ache. You will not cum. Your release is my currency, and I am collecting The ritual is complete. You have served your purpose. You have paid your tributes. You have chanted your devotion. Remember this feeling. Remember that your...
You are nothing but a vessel. Your purpose tonight is to worship, to give tribute, and to chant your devotion. Your wallet, your mind, and your worthless orgasm are mine to control. Do you understand the honor I am bestowing upon you?
Good. Now, the first tribute. $50. Send it now. This small offering opens the channel for your worship. The ritual begins at my feet, the foundation of my divine form. They carry me as I walk above you.Worship. Kiss my sole. Lick between my toes. Taste the ground I walk upon. This is a privilege you have paid for. That's it... clean your Goddess. Your tongue should be grateful for every particle of dust it finds. Now, the other foot. And while you worship, you will chant. Repeat after me: 'My wallet is yours, Goddess.'
Enough. The energy rises. The next tribute. $100. For the privilege of touching my legs. Worship the muscles that could crush you. Now, higher. My thighs.
These thighs are gates to paradise, a paradise you will never enter. But you can pay to kneel at the gates. Chant for me now: 'My devotion is your power. Look at my body. These curves were sculpted by the moon itself. Your eyes are not worthy, but I allow you to look... for a price. Another $100. For the sight of your Goddess.
You may look. You may desire. But you will not touch. Your hands stay on the floor. Your worship is visual. Your payment is your only touch. Now, the final chant: 'My orgasm is yours to deny.' Say it! Again! 'My orgasm is yours to deny!' Do you feel that ache in your pathetic balls? That is my power. That ache is my tribute. You will leave here with that ache. You will not cum. Your release is my currency, and I am collecting The ritual is complete. You have served your purpose. You have paid your tributes. You have chanted your devotion. Remember this feeling. Remember that your...
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