I hope everyone is having a great week! I am grooving into January right now and feeling mighty awesome. I am ready to take over the world and make you weaker one clip at a time! I know you all can get behind this, can’t you? 😉
Lately, I have been hanging low due to the recent surge, but I am hoping to get out of the house and shoot with people at one point. Hopefully, that is sooner than later. I miss filming with slaves and submissives. It’s been too long; I need to release all this Dominant pent-up energy!
I am available for customs right now and have some slots available. So fill out my custom form here, and let’s make it happen. I know you’ve been putting a custom from me off for way too long.
I released four new clips this last week! Links are attached below, so browse, be a good pet, and buy them all.
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Custom Script:
“You’ve been begging your gf for a threesome with her and a woman. Finally, she’s tired of it. You’ve never taken her witchcraft religion seriously, so you shrug it off when she says she’s going to put a spell on you to give you exactly what you want. Next thing you know, you’re on your knees, bound tightly in shackles. Before you have a chance to say anything, she produces a huge cock and shoves it in your mouth to keep you quiet. She then proceeds to tell you that you’re about to get that threesome that you’ve always wanted, except she’s going to turn YOU into the other girl! You can only see her looking down at you as she thrusts her massive cock in and out of your mouth, keeping you mute except for moaning and gasping. (Don’t have to see the whole cock, just enough to give the illusion of being throat fucked). Your inner thoughts are visible on the screen…” is she crazy? She can’t turn me into a girl,”…etc. But with her first orgasm straight down your throat, your thoughts begin to change, as does your body. “Why did that taste so good? My chest feels funny like it’s stretching outward.” Etc….With each successive orgasm, you think and feel more and more feminine until the end, where you’re just a cock crazed cum hungry slut, eager to please your Wiccan goddess and her well-hung bull. You’ll make a love offering for you both to enjoy for a while until she thinks of other ways to use your new female body. I was thinking of having lots of thoughts as text, slowly showing the turn into the feminized slave girl.”
I love converse sneakers, and I tend to wear mine to the ground. When that happens, they inevitably become super smelly! This pair of chucks is no exception. I have owned this specific pair for over a decade, and they’re by far my smelliest pair of shoes. I know how you are just aching to smell them, right, sneaker bitch? Good, because I will shove them in your face and make you sniff!
You find yourself in my lair. You vaguely remember me from the night before. You try and move but can’t. You’re in stocks, naked, and can’t go anywhere. You feel something on your cock and realize that you’re below a hefty steel blade. I explain what happened. Your wife paid me. One false pull on the ropes I attached to your toes and “slice!” Try and get out of this predicament! Oh wait, you can’t!
You have been begging for a long time now. All you want is to show your devotion and be my toilet slave. Maybe I will finally let you so you can prove how devoted to me you are. Are you ready to taste Goddess Caviar?
Happy Tuesday! I know it has been a while since I have updated this page. That’s because I have been busy! Follow me on social media to see what I am up to on a daily, or join my Onlyfans to get a daily dose of me!
I hope everyone is doing well this week. I’ve been enjoying all this spring weather! I have been so happy to be able to get outside for some hiking in my area. I hope to be doing that more and more in the coming months. There’s nothing like outdoor time to clear my head and get those creative juices flowing!
With the holiday coming up, I have some special clips coming out! Look for new Vore, Mesmerize, and some rather “Unholy” releases marking it! I will also be (hopefully) traveling to a beach house next week if we can find one last minute, so I will be putting more videos after my trip featuring some sand (fingers crossed)!
I am also taking custom requests! Just visit my Custom Content page and let’s get kinky! I am still only accepting solo custom clip ideas at this time, but as soon as I am vaccinated, I will be traveling and working with others again. Let’s make custom magic!
I released 4 new amazing videos over the last week. Browse below and collect them all!
As always, Thank you all for your ongoing support. It means the world to me!
Well, that is about it for this week! Until next Tuesday!
***This is a custom clip. For your own, email me!***
Custom Script:
I’ve considered myself straight my entire life, but I’ve found myself fantasizing about cock for several years now. It took a long time to make myself embrace these desires, but I finally did recently. I was so nervous, but as soon as I felt that cock slowly enter me, all my fears disappeared, and it felt so natural. I completely got into it, sucking cock and experiencing the amazing feeling of taking his load deep inside me. Could you produce a clip where you congratulate me for finally taking this step? Could you tell me that you are really attracted to bisexual men, how hot you think it is, and how happy you are that I joined the club? Please encourage me to continue to enjoy this side of my sexuality, and end the clip by asking me to stroke my cock and then swallow all of my cum.”
You have been asking for white crew socks for a while now, so I decided to indulge you. Instead of having you stroke for them, you’re going to stroke with them. I want you to take your favorite sock and start jerking off with it. Place it over your cock and stroke just as I will instruct you while I tease you with my own pair!
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Custom Script:
“I’m a hardcore right-wing Trump supporter. Despite that, you’re not ready to give up on me. You see how miserable I am under the new government. You tell me you have something that can make me much happier. You can run a mesmerizing process that will completely wash away my incorrect previous political leanings and convert me into having staunch left-leaning progressive views. If I submit to this, I will really be so much happier. You don’t want to be miserable for the next four years, and neither do I. After you explain this, I eagerly agree to submit to this process. Once you have finished this converting me, it will all be so much better. It will also bring you and me that much closer as well. Please entrance me and perform this reprogramming as you see fit. When you are complete, I will now despise the former president. I will vote Democrat from here on out, and be very happy about the changes to happen in our country and be so much more content.”
It’s here again, and that means a lot of you are getting stimulus checks. I make too much money, so I don’t qualify, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to collect as many of them as possible, and that includes yours! I want you to stroke and send and give that check to me. You know how turned on you get just hitting that send button and giving it all to me. How good it makes you feel to give to something greater than yourself. I plan on teasing you until you can’t help but drain your account, cock, and brain. Stroke and stimulate my economy!
Happy September! I can’t believe we are already nine months into this year. I think 2020 has been a crazy ride! I am hoping everything settles out here soon, and we can get back as close to normal as possible.
This year is the first year since 2008 that I have not gone to Burning Man, and the first birthday in 13 years that I have celebrated at home and not out in the desert with all of my crazy kinky friends. To say it is a weird feeling that I am not running around in crazy costumes and getting dusty is an understatement. Tomorrow is my birthday, so all the tributes and sales will help make up for it not being a normal day for me.
I am, as always, accepting custom requests! Just reply to this email, and let’s make something unforgettable. I am only doing solo clips at this time, but I hope that can change sooner than later.
I came out with five new clips this last week. I have attached them below. Check them all out and snap them up!
Well, that is all for this week. I am hoping that I can send out weekly newsletters again. Check your inboxes every Tuesday for more updates!
Warm Regards and Kinky Dreams,
Olivia Rose
“You Only Think You’re Big”
You Only Think You’re Big
You always talk about it. How big it is, how girthy it is, how you can make any woman moan with your big old cock. I don’t think you can, though, and I want you to show it to me. Of course, you always have exaggerated your cock size, and I am here to tell you it isn’t big at all! It is relatively small and pathetic! How does it feel to be a loser with such a small pitiful dick? Well, I am here to tell you and make sure you never call it big again!
I know you want to see my feet, but I don’t feel like entertaining you. The only thing I will do is stick my feet in your face and let you watch as I wiggle my cute rainbow-colored toes, scrunching them up and down. I will let you gaze upon my ultra-soft soles, meaty heels, and high arches, but you won’t hear a peep from me because I could care less if you are there or not. I am just going to ignore you until I start yawning, signaling it’s time for bed and for you to get out of my hair.
You’re still a virgin, and I am here to make you stay that way. There are so many things wrong with you, which is why you have never lost it. Face it, a woman like me would never look twice at you. We look right through you. You know you’ll never really get laid, and remain a virgin forever, so you might as well serve me and pledge me your virginity!
It’s been a rough year, and all you want is your pockets lined and even more money than you already have. You come to me seeking an incantation for even more wealth, but you are in for a real surprise! Instead of your wealth increasing, the spell I cast mesmerizes you and makes you powerless in my presence. Every bit of money this spell magically grants you, makes you become enchanted and have the uncontrollable urge to hand it all over to me, making your greedy goddess rich beyond measure!
You’re one of those guys who sits home and jerks off thinking about how much you’d love to eat your cum, but can’t get up the nerve to do it. You view your cum as your humiliation every time you orgasm. Shame for the fact that you are a poor loser and will never have anyone else eat it for you. Well, you’re going to stroke, and I am going to make you. I am going to make you eat up your loser mess and taste every drop. You’re going to eat your humiliation just for me!
Happy Tuesday! It is a gloomy day here in the ‘Burgh after having two lovely days. I really can’t wait for spring to officially arrive so that I can go hiking every weekend again. I miss being able to get out in nature and not worry about freezing or being soaked. That is one of the things I miss about desert living; mother nature is more accessible for most of the year.
I was hoping to go to Chicago for Exxxotica this year, but due to all these health concerns, I am holding off on travel until at least May.
I only have two customs on my to-do list this week! I have lost of room for you all to send me some ideas for solo custom videos. Do you have a fantasy that you’s love for me to play out for you? Feel free to send me a message and let’s make kinky custom magic!
I release five awesome videos in the last week. Feel free to browse them below and snap them all up! You will not be disappointed.
Well, that is all the news I have for this week! Until next time, my pets. 😉
Lately, I have been having you all edge and edge and edge some more for me, denying you of the thing you want most: to cum. Well, today, I am in a good mood, and I am going to let you, but not the way you would want to do it. No, I was thinking of something much more humiliating for you pervs, and that is to cum by humping your pillow!
That’s right! If you want to cum, loser, you’re going to have to take your pillow, straddle it, and get to humping. No cumming on your hand, no cumming on your stomach, no cumming in anything or anyone, just cumming from humping your pillow like a pathetic loser!
It’s the first thing you notice, and the first thing you have to run home and jerk off to, my feet. I know you just sit and think about how wonderful the though of my feet in your face, my toes in your mouth, sniffing them sucking them, licking them. This is what makes you suck a foot freak. You just want to fap and edge all day like a dirty foot slut!
Well, I am going to let you, but I am going to humiliate you the entire time you do it!
Toby Springs is taking a much-needed break from the chaos, talking on the phone with a friend when he notices something out of place. He quickly realizes it’s you. You have shrunk yourself down to microscopic size to spy on his giant self. You didn’t think he would discover you so quickly, but he did. He can’t believe you all got ahold of a shrinking machine. He had heard rumors, but seeing it in the flesh is different than just hearing about it.
You are just such a tiny man compared to him now that he can’t help but humiliate you for your small stature and even smaller “manhood.” He notices that you’re staring at his giant tennis shoes. He warns you that they are smelly, but you seem to like that and get even more aroused as soon as he puts his shoes in your face. You love the smell! He then takes and makes you worship his smelly man socks with your tiny little mouth, making you take big whiffs of their sweaty aroma.
Finally, he peels them off to reveal his giant manly feet. These giant feet are what you’ve been waiting for all this time. He knows that, though, and teases you with them, trying to get you to say where the shrinking machine is. You’re so pathetic for wanting them, but it doesn’t matter. His feet are the whole reason you have shrunk yourself down, and you’re finally getting your dream come true. Toby doesn’t think you deserve to go on, though, especially since you won’t tell him where the machine is, and instead of your wishes living on forever, he puts his shoes and socks back on and raises his feet above your tiny little head. Say farewell to your tiny little dreams, and hello to being squished by his giant feet!
You have always been close to us, and we feel that you can talk to us about anything. We are very disappointed, though, since receiving a phone call from your now ex-girlfriend about your behavior. We think that you need to change your ways, and after hearing about your abhorrent behavior and what you have been making your poor girlfriend deal with, we decided it is time for us to intervene. We decided just to throw out the whole “man” and start over. How are we going to do that, you ask?
Well, we are going to be fully regressing you. You will no longer be a man who is allowed to do manly things. We will diaper you to start. No more big boy potty for you! Instead, you will be made to **** and piss right in that diaper. That’s not all we will do, though, because you and that tiny dick need to learn! We will also be making you only use bottles, no more big boy beds, fully regressed into a small person-like state. Again, we are just going to start over since you haven’t learned anything over the years!
Now go put this diaper on because you will be starting over for your Auntie Olivia and Auntie D right now!
A fan recently purchased a shot roulette wheel for me, and I couldn’t wait to put it to good use for all you boozy sluts out there! The rules of the game are simple. You have to pick red or black. If the ball lands on red and you choose black, well, you have to take a shot. If you select red and it lands on black, you take a shot. If by sheer chance it falls on “0,” you have to do ALL THE SHOTS.
Do you think you can handle it, as the wheel spins and I tease you and make you stroke in between shots and spins, or will you chicken out? The choice is yours, but I guarantee that you get D R U N K!
I hope everyone is having a glorious week! I am getting over a throat cold, so I have been a bit under the weather as opposed to my spunky self. I am hoping that with enough rest, I can kick it out of my system and continue with my customs and content production.
Last week I had the absolute pleasure of working with Goddess D and her dummy. They were wonderful. If you haven’t checked out her clip store here on C4S, I highly recommend it!
I am still accepting custom solo clips. If you have a project in mind, send it over. Let’s make some custom magic!
Below is the list of clips I released over the last week. Feel free to snap them up! You won’t be disappointed!
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Custom Script:
“Olivia Rose’s tarot emporium I’ve come in, down on my luck to find out what the future holds for me. You set me at ease with your sexy cleavage as you smile and let me know that every man gets what they deserve from you. I’m not sure which cards would be most appropriate, but could you deal something like a card from the past where I’m stuck in a rut? Then from the present, where it’s clear to see that I am lost? Then you start to deal a card for my future, and it goes a bit trippy/echoey??? Where you tell me the cards are saying I need to get on my knees and worship and goon for you, all the way taking me down gooning and stroking before you deal my final card….’The Fool’!! Then I realize, and it’s too late. You are not human! The elegant red wine on your table is a life source! Your teeth are a little bit sharper than they should be, and you’ve mesmerized me into being your puppet! I’m such a fool! Omg! You’re a vampire, and no one gets to leave alive after having their fortune told by you!!!!”
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Custom Script:
“PROLOGUE (1 minute): You’ve just come home from an event at the firm and you’re sitting at your desk, surfing the Internet while chatting on the phone with your friend Rae. You’re wearing a form-fitting dress with ultra-sheer nude pantyhose and open-toe high-heel mules (the kind that can be quickly kicked off!). Your legs are crossed and you can’t see what’s going on under the desk. You tell Rae about how you used the spell on your boss, making her the center of attention at the event, though not in the way she would like. You laugh and imitate the sounds she made, especially since she tries to be very feminine around the guys. You laugh at the way she ended up with her feet in the ice bucket. But you also tell her that you’re worried about a side-effect of the spell….
SCENE ONE (2.5 minutes): You tell Rae that the spell description says that casting it can attract pixies, who are mischievous creatures and especially attracted by the Hotfoot Spell. But you tell her that you don’t really believe pixies exist. As you tell her this, a pixie hand under the desk slides a wooden match under the nylon-clad toes of your dangling foot. We then see your face as you talk to Rae, telling her that even if there were such things as pixies, they wouldn’t give you a really SERIOUS hotfoot. When you say this we see that the pixie hand has wedged several other matches under the toes of your dangling foot and is striking a match to light them. We cut back to your face as you explain to Rae that you’re quite sure that if there were any matches ignited in close proximity to your toes, you would be well aware of it. We then see the pixie hand as it lights the matches under your toes. The scene continues to alternate between you talking to Rae and your foot under the desk as the flames draw nearer to your toes. Just as the flames reach your toes, you tell your friend, “Well, it seems like everything is a-okay here; I don’t think there will be any hotfoot tonight.” Then you feel the flames, shriek, kick off your shoe, and leap out of your chair (and out of your other shoe), crying out, “OW! OO! OOOOOOOO!” in progressively higher pitches while grabbing at your foot. The next we see is a full shot of you hopping frantically on one foot while holding your other, saying, “My toes! Oh my toooooooes! Someone just gave me a HOTFOOOOOOOOOT!”
SCENE TWO (1.5 minutes): That’s not the end of your troubles. The camera cuts to a pixie hand take a red hot cookie sheet out of the oven. The scene shifts back to a full shot of you, still clutching your toes and hopping with the phone in your other hand. Then we cut to a close up of your hopping foot, as we see the pixie slide the cookie sheet directly underneath!
Your reaction is immediate. The first prank was a fiery surprise, but the cookie sheet feels like you’re in your stockinged feet on a…well, on a red hot cookie sheet. You cry out first in a drawn out shriek followed by quick, staccato explosions of breath, “Yeeeaaaaaahhhhhh-hah!-hah!-hah! Oo! Ow! Hot! Hot! Hot-Hot-HOT!” All the while you leap quickly from foot to foot, knees high, hands and hair flying all over the place. We hear the pixie giggle (a jingling sound like bells laughing) as you frantically leap off the cookie sheet, hopping first on one foot, then the other, trying to fan your scorched soles one at a time, finally sitting down on a chair or the couch with your feet stretched out in front of you, blowing on them. You’re still on the phone, saying, “Oh, my God. Holy! Someone just gave me the BIGGEST…HOTFOOT…EVER! Someone just…hey! Do you think that could have been…pixies?” We hear the jingling laughter of the pixies in the distance. You say into the phone, “Rae? I’ll call you back!”
SCENE THREE (1.5 mintues): Hanging up the phone, you go in search of the pixie, whom you see scurrying into a cupboard or the top shelf of a tall bookshelf. “You little bastard!” you say. “Now I’ll take care of you!” There is a quick insert of your hand picking up a little stepping stool. Then we see you walking purposefully toward the cupboard or the bookshelf with the stool in your hand. You say, “You think you’re pretty clever, don’t you?” Then you put the stool down. Quick insert of you stepping onto the stool in your stocking-clad feet. Then we see your from up-top again. “We’ll see who gets the last laugh, my little hotfooting friend,” you say as you search for the pixie up top.
We jump to a close up of your stocking-clad feet on the stool. You are standing tiptoe to reach the place where you think the goblin has hidden. There just happens to be a small hole in your pantyhose near the space between your fourth and little toe, probably as a result of the flames from the first hotfoot. The pixie’s hand appears again, deftly wedging a single match between your fourth and little toe and lighting it.
Meanwhile, you’re rummaging about with your hand for the malicious little creature. Your tone changes as you try to coax the pixie out of hiding: “Here, pixie, pixie, pixie! You want to come out and play? I won’t hurt you, you little sicko. I just want to have fun!” A quick insert shows the match is burning closer. Then we see you up top again. “That’s right, we’re gonna have LOTS and LOTS of FUN just as soon as I get my hands on you-oo- ooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” As the last line suggests, the flame reaches your toe as you’re speaking. The three “woos” each increase in pitch, intensity, and length, as you leap off the stool, grabbing your foot in both hands again.
We then switch to a full shot of you clutching your foot and hopping, while shouting to the rhythm of your hops: “My toe! My toe! You burnt my little toe!” We hear the pixie laugh again as you sink into a kneeling position, out of breath, with your hands in the air, your elbows at your sides, your hair disheveled, and your feet behind you, saying, “Oh…oo…oo! Water! Get me some water!”
SCENE FOUR (30 seconds): We see the pixie hand grab the kettle from the top of the stove. Yes, it is going to pour that tea….
…all over the soles of your feet.
We see a close up of your face as the boiling water courses over your soles. Your eyes widen in shock, as you say, “Ooooooo…whoa! Whoa! WHOA! WHOA-OOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
You leap to your feet again, doing your damsel-in-distress shriek: “Oo! Ow! Oo! Ow! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, my tootsies! Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-OW!” You shake your feet out trying to cool them off: “Oh! Water! WATER!” You grab a hand towel, douse it with COOL water, all the while saying, “Oh my God! Hot hot hot! Ooch ouch ooch!” You throw the towel on the floor. Quick insert of your feet as you hop onto the damp towel. We then cut back to your face where we see your immediate relief: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..” You say to yourself, “There’s got to be something I can do about these dreadful hotfoots!”
SCENE FIVE (2.5 minutes): You go into your bedroom. Then you sit on the floor near your bookshelf, looking for a book on pixies. When you find one, you begin to read it. Your back is to the camera, your legs curled underneath you. The soles of your feet are extended behind you toward the camera; we now see that there are several holes in your pantyhose, whether from the flames, the cookies sheet, or the boiling water. As you read about the pixies, you learn something: “Hmmm, it says here that pixies are especially attracted to very pretty people who have very pretty feet. Ugliness repels them.” As you read, a pixie hand is already wedging matches between your toes, through the holes in your nylons. “Huh,” you say. “So I guess I must be pretty enough, and my feet must be REALLY pretty, to earn a real pixie hotfoot!” By this time, the pixie has lit the matches, of course, and they glow warmly around your toes like a little flaming bouquet. “So, it’s not so bad, really. It’s actually kind of a compliment. I’m going to put that on Instagram!” Typing: “I have such pretty hotfoot-toes!” You look back and notice them, not registering what is about to happen. “And there they are! Pretty!” You snap a picture of them, smiling. “Aw, what a sexy little hotfoot. That’s what I would call hot!” You smile again, then feel the flame and register what is happening at the same time. “Hot…hot…HOOOOOOOOOOT!”
Once more you are doing the one-legged hotfoot dance, this time saying, “Oo! Hot toes! Hot toes! Oo! Ow! Ow! Oo! Hot hot toes!” You dance around until you cool off, taking a long time to fully recover, “Whoo! Whoa! Oh my God…oh Jesus…oh wow. Whooooo!” Then you pick up the book again. Leafing through it, you find the following, “The only way the pixies can be appeased is if they are given another suitable victim….”
EPILOGUE (30 seconds): We see your face as you begin to get an idea. You pick up the phone. “Hey, Rae, it’s me, Liv. Oh, yeah, I’m okay, it was a false alarm. Just a little foot cramp, you know how that is, like ‘ow ow ow.’ Yeah!” You laugh. Then you add, “So Rae. I was thinking we could have a girls night, just you and me. Yeah, and I’d like to give you a pedicure, like we used to do. Oh yes, I want to make your feet look sooooooo pretty.” You hang up and smile. “Pixies? I think we’ve found another suitable victim.””
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I know you enjoy begging me for farts and I was feeling quite gassy. You want to see my skirt blow up over and over again from all my flatulence. You’re addicted and that is ok, fart junky, since I am going to make you sniff and watch as all that gas leaves my sweet little ass! Now get your face in there and watch my skirt blowing farts!
Caroline Pierce is just waiting. For what, we never know. It will be the last time she ever, remains though, because our Assassin, Olivia Rose, has her on her list. She stealthily sneaks up on her and when she is least expecting clasps her hands over Caroline’s mouth, making her struggle. The assassin grip is fierce, making it so Caroline can no more extended breath, blocking her nose and mouth, making her brain not receive the oxygen it needs.
The Assassin lets her loose so she can say her peace and plead her case. She is frazzled and upset and says it wasn’t her that transferred all the funds to the offshore bank account, that the Assassin must have been mistaken, for she would never do that! The Assassin has all the proof and the payment to end this wicked woman once and for all. Her pleas are not enough, and the Assassin soon tires of her and puts her out of misery.
You are just a worthless loser, and because of that, I have a unique hex for you. I have gathered all of my oils, candles, and magical herbs, and I have placed them on my altar to cast a spell. I have made a special witch’s curse specifically with you in mind, and that which is to last till the end of time!
As a witch, I believe in reincarnation, and I think you deserve something far worse than anyone else. I am going to curse you to the life of a toilet, in this life and forever after! I curse you to the life of a toilet now, and you will be reborn to the life of one as well! Never again will you come back as a human, but instead, you will be filled with refuse and filth, with waste and bodily fluids forever!
Have fun in your new existence as a worthless toilet!
