Pełna kontrola: nie jesteś już sobą

My power is in every breath you take, in every pathetic movement of your weak hand as you keep jerking off, exhausted and obsessed. Your reality is destroyed, and now there is only me — your Goddess, dictating every miserable breath you take. You will edge, ruined, broken, and stroking, until your pathetic life is reduced to one thing — my power over you. There is no escape, no relief, only endless humiliation and a ruined orgasm at my whim. I will take your mind, break your will, and you will beg me for more. You're not just a slave, you are my psychological trash, your pitiful life now merely an extension of my control. You exist only to jerk off for me, over and over again, while I laugh at your misery.