Kelsey’s Bratty FinDom February: Dominating Dicks and Wallets All Month Long
Hey there, subs and simps—it’s Kelsey, your ultimate college FinDom dream with long blonde hair, a smoking hourglass body, and massive tits that make men drool on sight. I’m the bratty FinDom queen of campus, turning FinDom February into my personal playground of filthy domination. This month, I owned every pathetic cock that crossed my path, and trust me, it was dirtier than your wildest FinDom fantasies.
Day one kicked off with teasing my roommate’s boyfriend. I cornered him in the kitchen, pushed him against the counter, and whispered, “Kneel for your FinDom goddess.” He dropped fast, and I made him lick my heels while I edged his throbbing dick with my hand—stroking slow, stopping just as his balls tightened. “Beg, loser,” I laughed, denying him until he sent me $50 for the privilege of cumming on my tits.
By week two, my FinDom spell hit the frat house. I strutted in wearing a tiny crop top that barely contained my big tits and a skirt short enough to flash my ass. I picked the cockiest guy, tied him to a chair with his own belt, and rode his face like a throne. “Eat this FinDom pussy, bitch,” I commanded, grinding until I squirted all over his mouth. Then I made him jack off while I mocked his tiny load—another $100 tribute for my FinDom shopping spree.
Mid-month, I leveled up the bratty FinDom vibes with a professor. In his office, I locked the door, hiked up my skirt, and forced him to worship my ass on his knees. “Lick it clean, old man,” I sneered, spanking him with his own ruler until he cried. I pegged him slow and deep with my strap-on, milking his prostate until he exploded hands-free—his wallet lighter by $200 for the FinDom thrill.
FinDom February ended with a bang: a group of simps in the dorms. I lined them up, made them stroke in unison while I teased with my tits, denying orgasms until they pooled $500. One by one, I drained their cocks and souls, leaving them begging for more bratty FinDom next year.