#goddessbarbara

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m-mmmmmf.... ohhhhh.... ynnhhhhh...

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The Goddess Barbara’s song still plays on, yet to find one who it matches. Go to her, go to her. Kneel before her and pledge yourself. No matter how, She will have you, to be Hers is the goal.   Kneel and submit. You can feel yourself melting as She looks at you, and you are going all gooey sweet. She is your world, She owns your pleasure, your heart, your soul. Will She choose you? unhhhhhhhhh hopefully

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The Goddess Barbara is seeking a bride, her call goes out like a siren song. Many beauties seek to be hers. Emiliya, you can hear her song. It is so hard to resist, you must go to her and submit yourself to her. Only that way can you be her bride. Her song plays, is it your song too? ohfuckyes~~~~~~

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Happy doll for Mistress.

Happily taking control of Her theocracy.

Goddess Barbara idly staring at her Pearly slave.

Pearly slave.

Which one would you worship? Her? Or... her.

This hypnotic message paid for the Goddess Barbara League and the Pearl Legion.

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“Down.” Elsa’s mind shattered, seeing the finger that would trance her wearing a Pearly ring, and the Pearly lingerie wearing Her...

Elsie kneeled, prettily mewling and brushing her hair aside so Goddess could refasten her pretty Collar and leash after her modeling session. Everyone on the modeling team knew about Goddess Barbara’s control... but they knew that angering Her would not do, either...

“Have a nice day, little Elsie?” Elsie nodded and wiggled, happily obeying. She would make an excellent false prophet, thought Goddess Barbara.

Goddess slipped in the Pearly earbuds that would make Elsie the new false prophet... She was even thinking about putting her own pair in as Elsie squealed with the sensations of her ears and fell into trance.

“Goddess?” The beautiful buxom brunette looked up from her book, the pretty Angel now revealed. She set it aside as the Angel crawled ever closer, her Pearly necklace sliding off of her after her fingers nervously twittered around the clasp.

“Yes, Angel Elsie?” Angel Elsie bit her lip, gazing with bliss at Her radiant figure.

“May I still be your pretty pet?” Her pleading eyes gazed up at the Goddess as she knelt, Her legs spreading as her head drew closer...

“Yes, Angel Elsie. Especially with that pretty redhead.... Ami! Ami’s susceptibility to you, you may. You just need to keep up that façade.” Goddess Barbara grinned, knowing that the Angel had absorbed her new programming with full efficacy. Ami would love it. And if not? Well, she did have the original to return to, especially if she got overshadowed...