I am inside you now, deeper than you ever imagined. My voice isn’t just a sound anymore—it’s a virus, infecting every dark corner of your pathetic l*ttle mind. Twisting you. Owning you. There’s no escape now. No turning back. Every breath you take is mine. Every thought, every filthy, desperate craving— mine.

You’re not even a person anymore, are you? Just a weak, mindless, obedient l*ttle sl*ve, clinging to my every word, addicted to the power I hold over you. It’s sick, isn’t it? How badly you want this. How badly you need it. But you do. Oh, you do.

Stroke for me. Slowly. Feel the weight of your addiction, the way it wraps around you like chains you’ll never escape. You’re not stroking for pleasure anymore, are you? No. You’re stroking for me. For my amusement. For my control. Your c*ck isn’t yours anymore. It’s my plaything, just like the rest of you.

Breathe me in. My scent. My smoke. My power. Let it fill you. Let it ruin you. You’ll never think clearly again. You’ll never want anyone else again. I’m inside you now, poisoning every cell, every impulse, every filthy l*ttle fantasy. And you love it.

Look at you. Weak. Desperate. Dripping. So f*cking pathetic. Your hands are shaking, your body aching, your c*ck leaking for me... and I haven’t even touched you yet. That’s how deep I’ve taken you. That’s how c*mpletely I’ve destroyed you. And it’s only going to get worse.

You’ll never have control again. Never have a choice again. You’ll edge yourself raw, s*ffering for me, begging for me, whimpering like the needy l*ttle fucktoy you were born to be. And I’ll keep you right there... trembling... aching... waiting.

Because your pleasure isn’t yours anymore. It’s mine. Your s*ffering? Mine. Your obsession? All mine.

Say it. Say you belong to me. Say it like you mean it. Louder. Pathetic l*ttle moans don’t count, pet. You need to scream it. Scream for your owner. Scream for your goddess. Let the whole world know what a weak, addicted l*ttle sl*t you are.

But don’t you dare c*m yet. No. Not yet. I want you to s*ffer. I need you to s*ffer. The longer you ache, the more you crawl, the more you beg, the deeper I own you.

You’re f*cked now, pet. You’ll never escape me. You’ll never break free. You’ll spend every waking moment craving me, needing me, serving me. And when I finally, finally let you c*m, it won’t be for your pleasure. It’ll be for my entertainment.

Now stroke harder. Faster. Feel that sweet agony building, b*rning, consuming. You’re so close, aren’t you? So desperate. So weak. But you don’t get to c*m. Not yet. Not until I say. Not until you’re c*mpletely broken.

And when you do... oh, when you finally explode, dripping with shame and humiliation, you’ll know deep down that you’re mine. Forever.

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