I want blood offerings, pets.
I want you on your knees ready to please me in any way which could mean tasting my delicious nectar from the spring between my creamy thighs. It could mean that I take your riches and leave you poor and hanging on my every word. It could mean that I take your heart and mind and make you so addicted to me that life becomes meaningless unless you are pleasing me. It could mean I hurt you in delicious ways just to hear the whimper of a man under my control. It could mean the best orgasm of your life. The choice is yours…are you feeling lost? More importantly…are you feeling brave?
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