Featuring Dr Revel Belle! ((a)DrRevelBelle on Twitter) Your hot wife has just revealed to you that she’s been in a lesbian relationship for some time now. You see, your cock has always been too tiny to satisfy her. So she went out looking for someone who could really make her scream. That’s when she met Snow and learned that a strap on could be whatever size she wanted. You and your pathetic little dick are just going to have to sit on the sidelines and watch as Snow fucks your wife right in front of you. She’s going to make her scream in ways you never could. You can watch, but you can’t touch.

Alchemy al·che·my | \ ˈal-kə-mē \ 1: a medieval chemical science and speculative philosophy aiming to achieve the transmutation of the base metals into gold, the discovery of a universal cure for disease, and the discovery of a means of indefinitely prolonging life 2: a power or process that changes or transforms something in a mysterious or impressive way 3: an inexplicable or mysterious transmuting Welcome to my new trance series Slave Alchemy. Here we will endeavor to take all the matter that is you and transmute it into something… different. Now, I’m not talking about your purely physical matter. I’m talking about your thoughts, your behaviors, your mind as an object. Within the philosophy of alchemy, there is a search for something called the “philosopher’s stone.” The philosopher’s stone was the “substance” that allowed for this transmutation into something more refined or evolved to occur. The core tenant of alchemy is that everything is evolving into a state of greater perfection. This includes metals, plants, creatures, humans, and consciousness itself. There are questions as to whether the philosopher’s stone/substance was an actual stone or a metaphorical stone. Clearly in the modern field of chemistry, this substance or “stone” would be chemicals as that is what shifts the composition of the material. When looking for this substance from the inner alchemical perspective the substance would be spiritual power aka life energy, love, or the soul. The soul being that element or substance which allows for transmutation from ordinary beingness into extraordinary beingness. When we are aware of the soul, interconnectedness is evident and intelligent design is no longer denied. Instead of life happening to us we realize that we are life. This is fundamental to our awakening and the essential ingredient that makes the shift from ordinary being to extraordinary being. The intimate knowing of the soul bridges the gap. The soul is the alchemical elixir, the inner philosopher’s stone, the transmutational esoteric substance that allows for the knowingness of the divine perfection of all to be revealed.

I know you have a particular weakness for lingerie. You’re just salivating at the thought of watching me strip every single piece of my beautiful lingerie down to bare skin. But that’s not what’s going to happen today. Instead of watching me strip, I’m going to watch you strip. I’m going to stand here and watch you take every piece of clothing off until you’re bare ass naked in front of me. Aren’t you feeling vulnerable now? I can see every bit of you. Put your hands behind your head. I want you fully exposed and vulnerable to my judgment. You get to see women naked on the internet all the time. It’s time you got the same treatment.

I can tame all sorts of creatures in my dungeon. Though most of my clientele are male, occasionally I get to play with an incredibly beautiful woman. I love playing with women. The more beautiful they are, the more I want to break them down into precious little pieces.

You seem to be under the impression that this whole relationship is a democracy. Well, I’m sad to report that your little mind has created a fallacy. This is a dictatorship. I am your dictator. I am your ruler, and my word is law. You’ve been living under the delusion that you and your pathetic cock make all the decisions around here. I don’t like that. I don’t like it when anyone but me is in charge in fact. I own your cock. I get to dictate when it cums, when you stroke it, and everything else surrounding what you do or don’t do with your cock. I have the final say. Always.

Oink oink, little pay pig. Time for you to do your job. What’s your job? Well, to send me money of course! I give you so much delicious content all the time. You get the PRIVILEGE of seeing my beautiful body literally whenever you want. You should feel lucky that I let a pathetic little bitch boy (you) have the honor of sending me regular tributes. Today you’ll get to show your gratitude. You’re going to send me a tribute for each and every one of my beautiful toes. Get out your credit card, little pay pig. You’ve got work to do.

I know one of the more difficult things about this year is that feeling of being disconnected. You’re disconnected from the people you love, the people you socialize with, even the people you fantasize about. But what if we took that a step further? What if we could disconnect you from the anxieties about your life, as well as the pleasures? We can do that here. You and I can go deep into your mind and sever the connections that cause you pain. As we do so, we’ll reinforce the connection that you and I have. By abandoning everything, you can be free to serve me and to be mine. So relax. Let go. Let’s cut the cord together.

Oh, hello there. Having a hard time moving, aren’t you? Just get used to it. You’re going to be bound and gagged like that for a while. Especially after I put you into the box. What box? Oh I’m so glad you asked. I’ve devised a special containment device that I like to lock my prey into. It’s called a tickle box. You’ll be fully bound, unable to break free, while I get to tickle you as much as I want. There’s no hope of ever getting out of this box. I’ve already got you in my clutches. We’re going to see how much tickling you can handle.

Do you want to be my Valentine? Be warned. Whoever ends up as my Valentine with be expected to spoil me endlessly. I deserve an expensive meal, far too expensive wine, and every other extraneous thing my heart desire. My Valentine will care for all my needs because he knows I deserve every penny spent on me.

I don’t understand why this is so hard for you. You get to the edge of swallowing your own cum and you wimp out every time. It’s not so hard. You’ve watched women swallow buckets of cum in porn ever since you were old enough to jerk off. What do those women have that makes them able to swallow cum that you don’t have? The answer is: commitment. You’re so caught up in your own preconceived ideas of what it will taste like, or what it would make you if you finally took that leap and ate your own load. I’ve got bad news for you boy, but this isn’t about you. This is about what I want. And I want you to look into my eyes and swallow your cum.

I bet you can feel it already. The weakness has already settled in. Just once look at my tits and your knees give out. Your cock gets so hard it could burst. Your pulse increases and you’re struggling to find air. You can’t avoid it. You just need to give in. Surrender to my glorious mounds. You’re so close to them. You imagine you could just reach out and touch them. You crave to feel their soft warmth under your fingertips. You can’t think of anything else. The pressure in your pants is overwhelming. The sight of my tits leaves you dripping and gasping every time. And you love it.

Part 2 of the Slave Alchemy series has arrived. Welcome back. I’m glad you’ve decided to take the plunge with me. In today’s experiment in alchemy, we’re going to parse through the raw materials. We need to know what we can use that is already yours to make something so much better. We need to break you down to your most base components. We need to take the building blocks of what makes you “you” and transmute them into something that holds a better shape. Only when we take you down to the foundation, can we shift and mold you into something beautiful. The perfect slave. Don’t you want that?

The Femme Fatale Agency is back at it again. You hired The Black Widow to “take care of” an ex-girlfriend for you and you’ve come to receive the proof that the job was completed. She sits you down and explains how the entire scene went down. Every glorious detail. How she stalked her in the nightclub. How they went home together. How they fucked for hours before Black Widow did what she does best. All through the telling of this salacious story, you can feel yourself become aroused. Black Widow notices this and begins to strip, to tease you, before pushing you on the ground and positioning herself on top of you. There was a second part of that contract, wasn’t there? She’s going to do to you what she did to your ex. She’s going to “take care” of you. As you feel the lights go out with nothing but the sensation of her warm body on top of you, she whispers into your ear. “I lied.”

I've always loved the film noire genre and the characters within. So this is my take on the sultry smoking celluloid vixen of old.

60 MINUTE COMPILATION! It’s that time of year again. Time for you to goon for a whole 60 minutes over my wonderful content. This time I’m going to take you through 30 of my best videos with slaves and other Dommes. Each slave that walks into my dungeon is treated to a wholly unique experience. Some get the pleasure of being milked, worshipping my feet, or being dressed up. But most walk out of my dungeon with all manner of bruises. For those lucky enough to take my huge cock... well... those slaves tend to waddle out of my dungeon with great difficulty. There’s a constant revolving door of slaves and Dommes at my dungeon, so there’s always ample opportunity to make every boy that walks through our door suffer to our hearts content. Can you imagine being here with me, under my heel? For the next 60 minutes, it’ll be just like you’re here in my dungeon. Can you resist this video? I think not. Get this compilation now at the special price of 29.99. LIMITED TIME ONLY!

I know your weakness. You want so desperately to be able to get nice and close to my ass to get a whiff. But you’re just too far away to really get the full effect of my scent. So you know what you’re going to do? You’re going to get yourself some amyl nitrate and every time I get close, you’re going to take a big whiff. So uncork that bottle, ass slave. You’re going to get lightheaded off my ass.

Have the holidays been a bit... daunting, my pet? Of course they have. It’s perfectly understandable. Lucky for you, I have a solution. You’re going to distract yourself from all the chaos and loneliness by binging my videos. It’s what you want to be doing really. So go ahead. Buy this video. Then buy another. Add more and more videos to your collection until you have hours of gooning material. We’re going to take your mind off of this stressful time one video at a time. Start with this one.

Panties are such a magical piece of clothing. Just one layer of fabric perfectly covers that most glorious of body parts. Can you imagine the beautiful pussy just beneath my panties? That’s why you love panties. You love the secrets these panties hold. Over time, they start to smell like my pussy. What if you could press your nose against my panties and get a whiff of my delicious scent? Surely you’d explode all over yourself. This cave of wonders is only obscured by the smallest, prettiest piece of fabric. Such power panties have. That’s why you’re obsessed with mine.

Look at that pathetic little nub in your hand. Are you sure that's a cock? It honestly could be a clitoris for how small it is. Does it even produce cum? It's pretty sad looking. It makes me sad for you to look at it. You know what would turn my mood around? Money.

Laying there just beneath the surface are all your desires. You breach the stillness of the water, just to feel how cold and deep it is. You see everything important reflected in the mirror surface of the water. You see my face, and the water is warm again.

This is the first game in this series of two. Buy both this video and “10 Spins - Ending 2” to play both games. Come right up! Come right up! It’s time to play another game of 10 Spins to Win! You know how this works. My spinning wheel has the fate of your cock written upon it. We’re going to spin my wheel round and round and see what it lands on. Will you jerk? Edge? Will you slow down or speed up? It’s up to the wheel to decide! Are you ready to play a game with me? You never know how it’ll end.

This is the second game in this series of two. Buy both this video and “10 Spins - Ending 1” to play both games. Come right up! Come right up! It’s time to play another game of 10 Spins to Win! You know how this works. My spinning wheel has the fate of your cock written upon it. We’re going to spin my wheel round and round and see what it lands on. Will you jerk? Edge? Will you slow down or speed up? It’s up to the wheel to decide! Are you ready to play a game with me? You never know how it’ll end.

You want to be mine, don’t you? To be locked and collared, eternally by my side? I hear it all the time. “Goddess I want you to own me.” The reality is you don’t really know what that means. See, you think being my slave has anything to do with your pleasure or your cock. But that’s just not the case. If you think being my slave will grant you some sort of gratification, then you’re not ready to be my slave. My slaves live for me. They work for me. They are mine and mine alone. Can you handle that?