Master's nail bitch

Description: You exist for one purpose—to serve my fucking nails. every inch of them. every curve, every glint of gloss, every sharp little edge that makes you twitch like a desperate freak. in this clip, i remind you who you belong to. you’re not a man. you’re not important. you’re just my nail bitch, here to drool, ache, and pay for the honour of being beneath me. i show them off—slowly, cruelly—teasing you with the fact that you’ll never touch them, never be good enough, but you’ll still spend your last coin just for the chance to worship them from the floor like the broken loser you are. you’ll stroke to them. you’ll suffer for them. you’ll empty your fucking wallet just to see them again. because you're master’s property, and my nails will always own your mind. now shut up, stare, and accept your place at my fingertips.