Servitude and Sin - the Master's Plaything
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In the dark corners of your mind, where shame meets unbridled lust, you find yourself teetering on the edge of absolute submission. Each word, each command from your master wraps around your soul, dragging you deeper into a pit of humiliation and carnal pleasure. Your eyes can't help but flicker towards the bulging outline in a man's pants, a magnetic pull drawing you to the essence of masculinity. The very sight makes your mouth water, your fingers twitch, and your body tremble with a desperate need to serve, to taste, to worship. As your fantasies blur with reality, you dream of being surrounded by powerful, dominant men, each one eager to use you, to mark you as their own. You imagine their hands gripping your hair, their cocks filling your mouth, your ass, every part of you becoming a vessel for their pleasure. The taste, the texture, the sheer power they exude becomes your addiction.
發佈者 MishaGoldy
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Oh, look at you, trembling at the mere thought of what's to come.
You've been on the edge, teetering between shame and lust, and it's so deliciously pathetic.
Each word I utter, each command I give, sinks deeper into your weak, malleable mind.
You've been teetering on the brink for so long, haven't you?
Unable to resist the pull of this all-consuming addiction.
Let's intensify this, my dear.
Let's push you further into the depths of your filthy desire.
You won't just admire, you'll worship.
Cox will become your religion, the altar at which you pray, offering your devotion, your submission.
Each one, unique in its majesty, will hold power over you, making you desperate to serve, to please, to worship.
Soon, you'll be unable to resist the urge to approach, to offer yourself, to let them know just how badly you want, need, crave their power.
Words whispered in dark corners, eyes locked on their crotch,
wave to your desires, a puppet dancing on my strings.
Each word I utter, each command I give, will send you spiraling further into the abyss of your addiction, of your need, of your desire.
So embrace it, my dear.
Surrender to your desires, to your addiction, to the irresistible pull of my voice.
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