Tattoo

Kneel before me, you pathetic worm, as I dangle my nylon-clad foot in your worthless face, commanding you to inhale deeply from this vial of intoxicating rush. Feel the burn, the submission flooding your veins while I flip you off, my inked skin glistening with power. Beg for my cross to brand your soul, as … Poppers Jerk-Off Countdown