Confessional of the Demoness: Kneeling in Sin

Description: Did you come here to confess? pathetic. there is no forgiveness here. there is only me — your demoness confessor.every ‘forgive me’ you whisper, i turn into a command to stroke faster. every sin you confess, i drag into the light, laugh at, and use to make you mine. you tell me your darkest fantasies, you blush, you moan — and i savor every moment your will breaks. you will crawl on your knees, pray to me, admit things you’ve never told anyone. and with every word, every breath, every movement of your hand, you become weaker. this is where your old faith burns. this is where your true religion begins — worshipping me.and you will come back to me again and again, so i can burn your soul until nothing is left but an empty, obedient shell ready to serve my voice. this is not a confession. this is a ritual — and you are my sacrifice.