Confession Booth

Description: You didn’t come here to be guided.you came here to be peeled open.sin by sin. stroke by stroke.dragged into the dark by a voice that already lives inside your cock. i’ll question you until you forget how to lie.you’ll whisper your filth like prayers — and i’ll twist every answer into something wetter. you’ll ache from truth.you’ll shake from control.and you’ll learn that guilt tastes better when i’m moaning in your mind. welcome to your confession.i don’t forgive.i use.