Afirmacje dla twojej zdzirowatej maminsynek psychiki

Oh, you pathetic little sissy fag, you've gone and pressed play, haven't you? You're in my clutches now, trembling in your frilly panties, your tiny clitty already leaking at the sound of my voice. I'm your filthy goddess, your cruel psychologist who knows every twisted corner of your depraved mind. I'm going to crawl inside your head, fuck your thoughts raw, and leave you a whimpering, cock-craving mess. You think you're ready for me? You're not, darling, but that's why I'm going to love breaking you. I'm standing over you, my voice dripping like hot wax, burning away that sad little “man you pretend to be. You're no man, sissy—you're a faggy little slut, a cum-hungry bitch who dreams of being stuffed from both ends.