Tvoja usta su rupa, tvoje dupe je deponija - prljavo, zjapeće i obeleženo

Every decision, every thought, every fantasy has led you here, to me, to the truth that

you were born for this.

You can feel it, can't you?

That creeping heat, that pulse of arousal that betrays how utterly pathetic you are.

It's not just your body reacting, it's your mind surrendering, bending to the will of