When did you first notice it?

The aching itch to belong to Me?

That creeping addiction that keeps on popping at the back of your brain, and triggering you into full submission...

It’s ok, dummy.
It’s only natural for a weak creature of habit like you to fall under the spell of a young, beautiful, powerful brat.
The type of woman to hold all the right tools and set all the right traps to bring you to the inevitable place you belong to.

You could never tame your addiction to sin, the same way you could never escape your obsession with...

When did you first notice it?

The aching itch to belong to Me?

That creeping addiction that keeps on popping at the back of your brain, and triggering you into full submission...

It’s ok, dummy.
It’s only natural for a weak creature of habit like you to fall under the spell of a young, beautiful, powerful brat.
The type of woman to hold all the right tools and set all the right traps to bring you to the inevitable place you belong to.

You could never tame your addiction to sin, the same way you could never escape your obsession with Me.

All that’s left is to let go, as you blissfully give in to the one thing that brings you purpose.