Kneel, pathetic slave, as I recline on this ebony altar, my tattooed flesh a canvas of conquered souls. The silver cross sways like a noose over your fate. With deliberate cruelty, I unveil my divine orbs, sealing them with crimson crucifixes that burn like infernal brands. Crave the agony of denial as I fondle these symbols of your torment, whispering commands that shatter your will. Lick the floor in devotion, or I’ll lash your back raw and force eternal submission.
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