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I never ask for control, it belongs to me. You submit, period!

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This isn’t a roleplay it’s our ritualistic playground. Let's merge the realities of truth and fantasy until those twisted layers come undone.

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Addiction starts slow, maybe a glance, a command, a whisper until I reside in your pulse. You’ll swear you can stop anytime… right up until she says, “Good boy.”

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  • Watching Her Sin

    Watching Her Sin

    by Teagan • 888-750-4746 Ext 870

    Watching Her Sin — Teagan

    Cuckold nights are my favorite sin. I make you sit in the corner while I play my hotwife games, whispering your name between moans just to watch you squirm. The humiliation is my art, the tease my weapon—and your denial is the sweetest part.

    As I move my body against him, I keep my gaze locked on your tortured face. His hands explore every curve, tracing the ink that marks my skin. He thinks he’s claiming me, but we both know the truth. You’re the one undone, the one who craves what you can’t touch.

    I take his face in my hands, forcing his eyes to meet mine. “Don’t you dare finish,” I warn, voice low and dangerous. He shudders, knowing the command isn’t just for him—it’s for you too. My obedience is an illusion; my dominance is absolute.

    I hover above him, the head of his cock brushing my slick folds, teasing what you ache to see. You tremble in the corner, hands shaking, breath caught between want and despair. I give you nothing but the sound of my pleasure and the sight of your own denial.

    When I finally take him, it’s deliberate—every thrust a punishment meant for you. My moans echo off the walls, sharp and cruel, my dark eyes never leaving yours. He’s just a prop. You’re the canvas. And by the end, we both know who really belongs to me.

  • Ink & Discipline: Teagan’s BDSM Ritual

    Ink & Discipline: Teagan’s BDSM Ritual

    Ink & Discipline: Teagan’s BDSM Ritual

    I am Teagan, the gothic brat with an insatiable hunger for power and domination. My dark eyes gleam with mischief as I make my desires known through the intricate tattoos that adorn my body like a canvas for my wickedness. My long purple hair swirls around me like a vortex, drawing in those foolish enough to succumb to my allure.

    I relish in the knife-sharp aura that surrounds me, a harbinger of the pain and pleasure I dish out to those I deign to play with. My games are not for the faint of heart; I delight in teasing, denying, and punishing my willing submissives until they are left gasping for air and begging for my mercy.

    With a flick of my wrist, I unleash my leather paddle, the thwack of it against tender flesh music to my ears. Red marks bloom across their backsides, a testament to my dominance. But the real fun begins when I move on to more…sadistic pursuits. I guide my subs through the twisted rituals of BDSM, their moans and whimpers fueling my arrogant smugness.

    I toy with their desire, dangling pleasure just out of reach, until they are writhing in frustration. Only then do I allow them a fleeting moment of release, before pulling the rug out from under them once more. This is my world, and in it, I am the queen. All bow to Teagan, the gothic brat who reigns supreme through her tattoos, spankings, and dark, dominating desires.

    Behave… or bleed. 🗡️
    Teagan