Gooning Into Oblivion: My Demonic Femdom Perfume Owns Your Mind

Description: Inhale my demon femdom perfume, let it flood your senses, and turn that worthless brain of yours off. you don’t need to think—thinking is for men with power, and you? you’re just my slave, my puppet, jerking off to the fumes of your own humiliation. every stroke, every breath makes you weaker, dumber, more addicted to the filth i feed you. you’re nothing but a gooning loser, lost in the fog of my control, doomed to jerk off for me forever. pump that cock, my little drone. let those femdom fumes drive you to the edge of sanity. every breath you take, every stroke you make, you’re getting closer to that mindless state where i control everything. you don’t need to think, you don’t need to worry. just sniff and pump. let the scent of my dominance fill your lungs and push your thoughts out. you’re not even aware of how much of yourself you’re losing, are you?