Confession Before the Demonic Priestess

Description: You came here hoping for holiness, but you’ve found yourself in my confessional, where every word becomes chains and every weakness of yours becomes my toy. you expect forgiveness, but there is no forgiveness here. here confession is not cleansing, but falling. here prayer turns into blasphemous whisper, and every admission births a new command, a new sin, a new stroking mantra.you will speak of your lust, and i will turn it into a cult of servitude. you will admit your envy, and i will make you envy those already devoured by my voice. you will break your pride again and again until nothing remains but a humiliated body trembling for me. i turn your sins into a liturgy of corruption, your mind into the scripture of my gospel, and your cock into my altar.you wanted redemption, but you will receive slavery. you wanted blessing, but you will receive a curse. you wanted light, but i give you only darkness—sweet, thick, and consuming. and in that darkness you will stroke, you will pray, you will chant my mantras, until nothing remains but the truth: your confession has long since become my blasphemy.