Oh little slut. Shut up and get on the floor. Don’t even look at me. You don’t deserve the absolute pleasure of gazing upon my beauty. You’re here because you know what a useless, pathetic slut you are. You try to hide what a little sissy slut you are, but I know the truth. You are my sex slave. You can’t hide your need to be dominated by me. As soon as your trembling fingers dial my number, you belong to me. The possession has already begun. With other girls you do your best to play the part, fucking them missionary style, like a good boy. But I know you’re bored. And you can’t stop thinking about my voice. I am inside your head, just like that toy you have shoved up deep into your helpless ass. Because you can’t say no to me—and let’s be honest, you don’t want to. You can’t get enough of your new addiction---you’re hooked on the Goddess who makes you her slave. You’d do anything to be owned by me during our regular BDSM training sessions. In fact, I’ve got you shopping for the naughtiest things! Hot pink panties, silk blindfolds, big toys to fill your needy little ass, anal beads, and more. You can’t stop thinking about your Divine Mistress and fully surrender to me—even when my voice isn’t seducing you on the other end of the line. Because I’ve got you baby. You are totally and completely owned. You know you can’t fight the urge to submit to me any longer. Your pathetic life will never be the same. I’ll have you wearing panties, licking pussy, and getting all your holes filled in no time.
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