You will be my slave for life. You know it because you feel that intense draw that pushes you to choose to get down on your knees in front of me. Carving out time in your busy schedule to have your mind once again melted and molded by me. You can't get enough of it, that's why you WILL be my slave for life. You exist simply to be mine. You work hard for me, you sacrifice whatever it takes. Accepting me as your religion. Allowing my wicked ways to penetrate so deep within your mind that you never have a doubt again about who you serve. You do serve me, slave.

As you stare at me...

You will be my slave for life. You know it because you feel that intense draw that pushes you to choose to get down on your knees in front of me. Carving out time in your busy schedule to have your mind once again melted and molded by me. You can't get enough of it, that's why you WILL be my slave for life. You exist simply to be mine. You work hard for me, you sacrifice whatever it takes. Accepting me as your religion. Allowing my wicked ways to penetrate so deep within your mind that you never have a doubt again about who you serve. You do serve me, slave.

As you stare at me and begin the worship, stroking ritual, working yourself up into a frenzied, weak state of mind. Your brain turns off and you're suddenly at my mercy. You choose to give into this temptation. Simply a soldier in my army of devoted slaves. It's not enough to stroke on occasion, you need to dedicate your life to pleasing me every single day. Through out the pain, you get the pleasure of serving me.