This video ruins me every time. Absolute pleasure to watch, wish she would do more like this itâs goddess tier material
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This video ruins me every time. Absolute pleasure to watch, wish she would do more like this itâs goddess tier material
Yes, okay, maybe you should stay down there on your knees while I try on a few more furs. Youâll buy me more than just this one, wonât you slave?
Hehehe, of course you willâŠ
Absolute heaven
Get down where you belong, and stay there.
Good. Now Iâm going out. I suggest you stay put so Iâll find you right back here in the same spot, same position as Iâm leaving you. Remember, obedience gets rewarded, disobedience gets punishment. Harsh, excruciating punishmentâŠ
Nngh, if she dresses like that I have no choice but to obey. Stunning woman
Superior goddess, perfection from head to toe.
Dreaming of being on my knees before her, in awe and ready to worship and obey.
Another fur clad mistress presenting the boot!
She will devour you. Chew you up and spit you out. She will leave you in a quivering heap, a broken shell of a man.
Thatâs why you fear her. But you shouldnât worry little beta, because after that, she can mold you into the kind of obedient, devoted slave she demands. She will own you, and youâll be grateful for it.
I want to submit entirely, what a fur goddess. But will she allow me to feel the fur? Itâs up to her..
âOkay, prove it,â she said, sliding her boot out towards me. I looked at her, trying to read her expression. Was she serious? Did she really expect me to get down on the ground and kiss her boot?
Then I saw her eyes dart down from mine to her boot, and I had my answer. My first thought was no way- why would I debase myself like that for all to see. But then I looked at her again, and it reminded me that she is a goddess. That if this is what she wanted me to do, I must do it. After all, I told her I was in love with her, that I worshipped her and was totally devoted, and Iâd do anything for her. I realized that she was giving me a chance to prove I meant it.
So as I knelt down before her, sure, I felt humiliated, but I also felt grateful. I kissed her boot lovingly, desperate to show her thereâs no depth too low to which I wouldnât sink for her.
The shame and embarrassment would be so clear to her, as soon as that fur rubs my face while I kiss the boot and try to hide the small tent in my pants.
The look you get when sheâs amused, with an undertone of disappointment in you as a man.
The moment she put on her fur, your resolve melted away, and took all your masculinity with it. Not that she ever really thought you were much of a man anywayâŠ
Looks and dresses like a woman that could ruin me forever đ
From head to toe, she is a regal and superior goddess. Just looking at her makes you feel small and weak. Inferior. You know itâs true. Youâre overwhelmed by an overpowering compulsion to drop to your knees before her.
Youâve always known without a doubt that women are superior. She is living proof. She must be worshipped, served, obeyed.
Women in fur just get an aura of superiority. She knows men like me are already weak as soon as she lays her eyes on us
Just looking at her makes me feel small. Itâs abundantly clear how inferior I am, and that she deserves all the fear and respect I feel as I cower in her presence. She is irrefutable proof of female superiority and that female supremacy is the natural order. Low, insignificant beta males need to recognize and accept this, take it to heart, and do everything they can to serve and obey their superiors.
This image just makes me go weak. The body language, the fur and boots just get in my head and all I can picture is me kneeling at her forever!
Rules for beta simps: Never bother a woman when sheâs talking or texting, especially if itâs with her man. Standby quietly, head bowed respectfully, and await instructions.
This goddess could absolutely ruin my bank account and all I would say is thank you!
Oh, come on, enough already⊠yâknow, Iâm sick and tired of your whining, like a little bitch⊠this is your fault- you only have yourself to blame. If you could satisfy me like a real man, I wouldnât be going out right now. So stop crying, get your chores done, put on your nighties, and be in your bed by 10. Understand? âCause if I bring my date back here tonight, I certainly donât want him to see my sissy beta husband flouncing around the house- Trust me, if you spoil my evening, I will take it out on you with a spanking so severe, youâll regret ever being bornâŠ
Iâd be in bed by 9 if it meant I could wear her outfit later đ what a great combination.
Iâm in denial and jealous of her incredible fur dress and muff!
Tall, confident, imposing and⊠intimidating, at least to beta males, who are afraid of women to begin with. When they see a superior alpha woman like her, in her fur, betas cower and tremble, frozen in fear. And of course instantly recognize that servitude and worship are what theyâre meant for.
Ooof. Just end me now, I absolutely simp for this supreme woman.
She gives you that look and you just melt. You didnât want to do this- youâre in love with her, but since she doesnât see you in that way, and in no uncertain terms told you she wants to keep things âjust friendsâ, youâve fallen into accepting this role- her bff, her âspecial little helperâ she even called you once- what many refer to as her simp. Try as you might, you simply canât resist her, or refuse her anything she wants.
So, as you escort her to the car, the start of your night as the designated driver for her date with another man, the humiliation and dread you feel beginning to well up inside, you want so badly to back out. You know it will be a long night of excruciating emotional pain, and then she flashes that look, her eyes burrowing deep into your soul, telling you sheâs grateful for you, and she knows you love her deeply and how painful this will be for you, and doing this for her, enduring all that pain for her, suffering for her, is how you get to demonstrate that love- itâs the only way for you.
And with that look, any resolve you may have had to back out melts away, replaced with the sense of duty and obedience that submissive betas are naturally given to. You are hers, and youâll be for her whatever she wishes you to be.
That look combined with such an amazing fur. It completely defeats my resolve phew!
Miss February, for your denial enjoyment.
Another amazing month! Miss February has excellent taste in fur.
Full length fur is such a denial and I love this whole idea. Incredible way to start the year I say!
You look confused boy. Itâs very simple. In my presence, you belong on your knees and ready to obey. If you know whatâs good for you, I suggest you get down. Now.
This outfit is made to reduce me to jelly! So fluffy