You’re either already triggered, or you’re about to be. And trust me: I can help you with that.

My entire being is a living, breathing findom trigger. My sharp intellect; my ruthlessness and greed; my creamy velvet skin encased in these mesh gloves and fishnet stockings; my toned waist and petite tits; my unattainable soft, sweet pussy. Yet nothing triggers you quite so hard as my shapely lips and long tongue dripping with spit. Nothing triggers you quite like my wrinkled pink soles in fishnets. And I’m in the mood to deeper implant these triggers... so as to better take advantag...

You’re either already triggered, or you’re about to be. And trust me: I can help you with that.

My entire being is a living, breathing findom trigger. My sharp intellect; my ruthlessness and greed; my creamy velvet skin encased in these mesh gloves and fishnet stockings; my toned waist and petite tits; my unattainable soft, sweet pussy. Yet nothing triggers you quite so hard as my shapely lips and long tongue dripping with spit. Nothing triggers you quite like my wrinkled pink soles in fishnets. And I’m in the mood to deeper implant these triggers... so as to better take advantage of you.

Stroke exactly as I say and let my overlapping honeyed verbal commands reduce you to total compliance. Send exactly as I say as I sensually install these triggers deeper, deeper, deeper into your submissive subconscious. You’re not a man: you’re a penetrable wallet for my tongue, my spit and my soles. Let go of control and eject that cash for me.