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You don't serve me for pleasure... you serve because you cease to breathe without my approval. I'm the abyss you'll happily sink into to -- gooning deeper, spending heavier, needing harder.My Expertise
I don't chase--I ensnare. My words coil around your mind like silk restraints, tightening with every breath you steal from me. You think you found me by accident, but your wallet started leaking the moment your eyes traced my lips, didn't it?
What turns me on
Your total obedience and surrender. Your desperate need to please me. The way you beg just for the privilege of serving me!
