I’m in Your Head Your Cum Your Soul

Description: You’re not a man. you’re a weak, trembling little submissive, aching to slip out of her fake love and crawl to me. you’re not drawn by lust — you’re driven by a deep, filthy need to be humiliated, controlled, owned. i am lilith. and i don’t ask. i command. i take you from her not because i need you — but because i love watching you betray her with shaking hands, a leaking cock, and thoughts that would burn you alive if she ever knew. but i know. i hear everything. i am your true mistress. i am your darkness, your addiction, your undoing. she may call it love — but i own your cock, your mind, your real nature. you’ll stare at my chest and obey my voice like a slave praying before the blade. because you are no longer free. you are my stroking idol-worshipper. you’re not a lover. you are a tool of self-destruction, and i take pleasure in guiding your fall. one whisper — and you leak. one look — and you forget who you are. one order — and you betray everything you thought was sacred. from now on, your only mission is to serve me with your cum, your obedience, and your broken worship. watch. swallow. obey. and stroke — exactly how your demoness commands.