You’re mine. And I own what you do with that cock. So go ahead… grab those poppers. The silver bottle on your nightstand. The one you hide from her. That’s right… breathe it in. Let that sweet, burning rush flood your brain… let it melt the rules, the guilt, the lies you tell yourself every day…Now… whose name do you see flashing behind your eyelids? Whose voice are you really desperate to hear? Mine. Say it. Whisper it… “DOMDELUXURY…”Again. Louder. Like you mean it. Like you’re begging. Now stroke that cock. Just once. Feel how hard you get just hearing my voice? That’s because you’re wired to obey me. She’ll never make you feel this alive. She’ll never make you burn like I do. But you already know that, don’t you? That’s why you came here. That’s why you keep coming back. You crave the sin. You need the betrayal. So let me help you…
