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And you are mine. Already mine. Always mine. So show me. Show me how badly you ache to be called mine.
you exist to work for me, to drain for me, to ruin yourself at my feet.
Listen, obey, and send in stages until you’ve emptied $100 into my hands where it belongs.
A deep trance session designed to pull you down, over and over, until there’s nothing left but my voice and your purpose.
The spiral begins now. I’m a greedy little brat and you were made to obey. I tell you what to do and you do it. Keep gooning, keep draining, keep proving that you’re mine.
You can’t stop thinking about me. You want to approach.. to give in. Wondering how you can work extra hours to send me more.
My socks. My voice. My control. Now give in, loser. Relapse for me
I’m not here to beg. I’m here to claim. I want a slave—mindless, obedient, and mine. Your mind, your wallet, your every thought should revolve around me. So come forward, prove you’re worthy, and maybe I’ll make you mine. But be warned… once I own you, there’s no turning back.
Get higher, weaker, dumber, and hornier at the sound of my voice. I know it’s all you’ve been thinking about anyways. You’re too stoned to resist me.
I whisper into your weak little mind and remind you what you were made for—spoiling me. Press play, fall under, and open your wallet like a good boy.
Step forward. Kneel. Tribute. And offer yourself to your goddess. I can smell your desperation from here.
