This Christmas, your gift from me is not one of pleasure, but of exquisite psychological torment. I am your Goddess, and I have decided you belong on the naughty list. Your present is the agony of worshipping me. While other men unwrap real women, you will sit alone, throbbing in your cage, with only the sight of me. I will paint a vivid picture of your pathetic, lonely Christmas while I am being properly adored by a man who deserves my attention. I will mock your desperate whimpers, your useless state, and your pathetic offerings of worship.
This Christmas, your gift from me is not one of pleasure, but of exquisite psychological torment. I am your Goddess, and I have decided you belong on the naughty list. Your present is the agony of worshipping me. While other men unwrap real women, you will sit alone, throbbing in your cage, with only the sight of me. I will paint a vivid picture of your pathetic, lonely Christmas while I am being properly adored by a man who deserves my attention. I will mock your desperate whimpers, your useless state, and your pathetic offerings of worship.
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