No matter how fiercely you fight it, resistance is futile. In the end, you’re mine. Addicted to every contour of my flawless form, you’re powerless to resist. Worship is your default mode, a compulsion you can’t shake. The allure is too potent, overwhelming your senses with longing. Knowing you can never possess me as you wish, you submit. You lavish adoration, stroke in obedience, craving every morsel of attention to satiate your addiction.
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