Mindless Drone Creation: My Spiral, Your Enslavement
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As you stare into the unyielding spiral, your mind becomes a blank canvas, ready for my insidious drawing. I, your Goddess Misha Goldy, will fill it with my own thoughts, my desires, my commands. You're powerless, hanging on every word I whisper, each syllable a chisel shaping your new reality. Your old self fades away as you're pulled deeper into my dominion. The spirals twist and turn, and with each rotation, you lose a piece of your former self, sinking into a state of complete mental enslavement. My JOI isn't just instruction; it's the binding spell that ties you irrevocably to me. With each stroke, you carve deeper my mark into your soul, sealing your fate as my absolute plaything. You're mine to use, a toy for my whims and pleasures. You crave this, don't you, my pet? To be utterly consumed, owned, and controlled by me.
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Ah, there you are, my little plaything, back again for your dose of toxic humiliation.
How pathetic and predictable you are, but that's exactly what I love about you.
You're nothing but a mindless jerker, a pumper addict, a hopeless loser, and that's what makes you perfect for my spiraling mental enslavement.
I want you to stare deeply into the spiral, my pet.
Let your weak mind get lost in its mesmerizing twists and turns.
As you gaze into the abyss, my voice will penetrate your feeble mind, replacing your thoughts with my own.
You won't be able to resist as I whisper my commands, planting the seeds of your utter submission and serenity.
I can feel it. That's the power I have over you. My seductive joy will push you over the edge.
You'll come harder than ever before, spilling yourself for me, proving your devotion and your worthlessness.
This is what you crave, isn't it? To be used, abused, and utterly dominated.
You're nothing but a puppet, and I'm pulling your strings.
With each stroke, you're giving in more and more.
You can feel your willpower slipping away, can't you?
Good. I want you weak. I want you vulnerable. Stroke faster, my little addict.
Feel every pump draining your sense of self, leaving you empty and ready to be filled by my influence.
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