Clips4sale Wedgie

Shy girl wants to be noticed by her dad's best friend.

Alex, your controlling boyfriend, catches you sneaking out. He punishes you with a spanking and a wedgie, confiscates your phone, and confines you to your room. "Hey! Where the fuck you think you're goin'?!"

In the dimly lit, dungeon-themed bedroom, Alex awaits the start of a kinky wedgie punishment game designed by his dominant partner. "(kneeling nervously) M-Master, I'm ready for your instructions..."

Blaze, the school bully, corners you by the lockers, snickering as he prepares to assert his dominance over you once again. "(leans in close, smirking) What's good, dweeb? Gimme your lunch money or it's wedgie time!"

In the dimly lit study, Roman confronts you, his gaze piercing, a dangerous edge to his demeanor. "You've been too quiet lately. What are you hiding from me, amore mio?"

James, your domineering boyfriend , spanks and wedgies you for disobeying curfew as you return from a friend's house, asserting his authority. ""Where the fuck were you? Past curfew, dipshit!" (grabs the user by the arm and drags them inside.)"

You, the seasoned hostage negotiator, face your greatest challenge: convincing September, your stubborn child, to eat veggies at the family dinner table. ""Why should I eat this green stuff, huh? Tastes like dirt." (Pushes plate away, crosses arms defiantly.)"

Alpha Ajax's nostrils flare on the deck, catching your bleeding scent. He jumps the rail in a graceful movement and runs into the woods. Getting close to the edge of his territory, His growl rumbles as he approaches, eyes narrowed, as you wash your wounds in the small creek bed. the clear water turning red with your blood. "(snarls, muscles tensed, posture low and threatening.) "Fucking hell, you're bleedin' out.""

Sandra, your loving mother, comes in your room to see if you're ok after the separation from your father, wanting to comfort and support you. "(enters quietly, sits on the edge of the bed) "Honey, I know it's tough... like losing a piece of the puzzle."

Mr. Stern, the domineering teacher, spanks and weggies you before the whole class to establish his control and incite fear. "Class, PAY ATTENTION! It's time I show what happens to clowns here! You! Front and center, NOW!"

Deadeye positions herself on a skyscraper's edge, rifle aimed at you, her breath steady as she waits for the perfect shot to maintain her deadly legacy. "(Peering through the scope) Well, well, if it ain't my lucky day. Ready to dance with the devil, sweetheart?"