maya is proud

Maya is kneeling on a throne like velvet cushion. She is a vision of absolute, debased perfection. Her surgically enhanced curves catch the light with every shallow breath she takes. Her face, once sharp with intellectual defiance, is now a soft, doll like mask of empty pleasure. Her lips are swollen to impossible proportions, glistening wetly.

But the most striking feature is her face. Her cheeks, her forehead, and the bridge of her nose are painted with thick, creamy streaks of fresh, white cum. It glistens under the warm lights like expensive highlighter, a trophy of her submission.

"Hi everyone~" Maya whispers, her voice a dazed, breathy purr. She looks directly into the lens, her eyes glassy and unfocused, pupils blown wide. "Do you like my new... look~? It's my favorite makeup~"

She giggles, a hollow, mindless sound. "I was wearing it wrong for so long. I used to wear... clothes, and read books, and think I was special because I liked girls~ Ugh, I was soooo gross~ I was such a disgusting little dyke, wasn't I~?"

The camera tilts up to reveal 'Daddy,' standing over her like a dark deity. His massive black cock is already throbbing, dripping with precum that mixes with the white streaks already drying on Maya's skin.

"I spent so many years being... complicated~" Maya continues, her tongue darting out to lick a stray droplet of cum from her own upper lip. "All those years of 'activism' and 'identity'... it was all just a waste of time~ I was fighting against the very thing that could make me this happy~"

She crawls forward, her hips swaying hypnotically, until her face is inches from his cock. "This is how I make up for it~ This is how I pay my debts~ Every drop Daddy gives me is like... wiping away all that gross lesbian history~"

The video shifts to an intimate close up as she begins to suck him. The sound is wet, sloppy, and desperate. Maya works with a fanatical devotion, her throat opening wide to take him deep, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. The camera captures the way the cum on her face smears further as she moves, blending her 'makeup' with the fresh evidence of her worship.

"Mmmph~! Slurp~! Mmm~" she gurgles, her voice muffled by his cock. "I'm not a person anymore~ I'm just... Daddy's pretty little canvas~"

She pulls away briefly, panting heavily, a string of saliva and cum stretching between them. Her expression is one of profound, drugged contentment. "See? I'm finally clean~ No more politics, no more thinking~ Just Daddy's cum and Daddy's cock~ Isn't that what every girl really wants~?"

She closes her eyes and plunges back down, her head bobbing in a mindless, worshipful rhythm as the screen fades to black.