I got this slave annihilated off of poppers while I drained its bank account non stop the other night. It messaged me and told me that its been reading my blog for months and hasn’t been able to stop drooling over pictures of me. My huge muscles and dominant cocky attitude made the faggot to intimidated to message me. It said that it couldn’t resist me and longer and knew it had to serve. It wasn’t hard to realize that this faggot was obsessed with me and would do anything I ordered it to do. The faggot sent me a tribute to show its respect and to show that it was serious about serving me. It then told me that it was a popper sniffing faggot that wanted to be poppered up and humiliated by me on cam. I was already in a pissed off mood and wanted to take my frustration out on this weak submissive popper fag. I really wanted to victimize the slave and get it more fucked up on poppers than its ever been in its pathetic life. I ordered the slave to send me more fag cash then called it on Skype. The slave looked weak and pathetic like most faggots. This one had titties with huge nipples that looked like they were ready to milk. It was hard to even tell if the fag was a male or a female. I told the pig that it should have a bra on for its huge fag tits. It told me that it liked to rub its pig tits while it sniffed poppers and got fucked up. The bitch already had red lace panties on that fit it perfectly. It had a tiny little penis between its legs that looked more like a womans clitoris. I ordered the faggot to do multiple sniffs while I counted down to zero. I made it choke itself until its face turned purple then made it squeeze and twist its nipples. The faggot moaned like a bitch the moment it touched its pig tits. The moans turned into squeals when I made it twist its nipples as hard as it could. The faggot definitely seemed fucked up after a few countdowns but had no idea what I had in store for it. I ordered the cash pig to send me another tribute then told it to go get a roll of duct tape and a bunch of cotton balls. I told it not to ask any questions and to hurry up. The slave came back a few minutes later with the stuff I told it to get. I laughed when its pig tits bounced up around when I saw it walking back to its computer. I told the popper faggot that it was time to really get fucked up. The faggots tits were a little swollen from twisting them. I told the pig that It had no idea the punishment its pig tits were in for. I ordered the faggot to completely soak two cotton balls with popper juice. It was time for this cunt to really feel its brain fry. I then told the faggot to stuff each nostril with a popper soaked cotton ball. I then ordered the faggot to cover its mouth with a big piece of duct tape. At first it hesitated but did as ordered when I screamed at it. I told the faggot to inhale the popper fumes and explained to it how faggots don’t deserve to breathe in any oxygen at all. I then told it to squeeze and twist each pig tit non stop while the popper fumes fried its brain. I could see the faggots eyes start to roll in the back of its head while it rubbed its titties non stop. The faggots pig tits were as hard as rocks and were slightly lactating. A few seconds later the faggot made some weird noise then pulled a cotton ball out of one of its nostrils as it fell out of its computer chair. I could hear its head thump the ground. It took a good minute for the faggot to get back up and sit down. It looked totally fried and was breathing really heavy after it ripped the tape off of its mouth when it finally got back in its chair. When the faggot finally caught its breath it told me that it never felt anything like that before in its life. The faggot told me that it started seeing stars right before everything became a blur. It said that it couldn’t even remember falling to the ground. The faggots told me its pig tits were so swollen that it could barely touch them. I laughed at the feminized faggot then told it to send me more fag cash. I made it soak two more cotton balls then told it to shove each one up its nostrils again. I then told the faggot to put the popper bottle to its mouth and to inhale the fumes while I counted down multiple times. After just a few minutes the faggots face turned blue and its head was swaying around. I yelled at it to snort the cotton balls as hard as possible over and over. If this faggot had any brain cells left before it got on cam with me it definitely had none left now. The faggot fell out of its chair again and spilled the bottle of poppers that all over the table. The faggot was a total mess and had no idea where it was. I wanted to get more cash out of it before it signed off so I told the faggot to give me its PP info so I could take my own tributes. The fag was fucked up but slowly typed its username and password right before its head slammed flat on the table. I typed in its info and was surprised that it actually worked. I sent myself multiple tributes while I laughed at the helpless faggot. It finally got its head up and still had a cotton ball in one of its nostrils. It then told me that it never felt this fucked up before in its life and needed sleep. It thanked me for using it before it logged off. I wonder if it’ll still thank me when it sees all the cash that I drained from it when it wakes up from its coma. I got the faggot so fried that it could barely even speak anymore. Not that I wanted to hear the feminized popper faggot talk anyways. Its pig tits looked so swollen and definitely grew even bigger thanks to me. The popper sniffing faggot should be happy that I gave it a new boob job. I can’t wait to abuse this dirty faggot pig again. I know it’ll crawl back to me begging to serve again like every faggot whore does.
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