Trapping your mind, tugging your wallet, watching you get obsessed with Me – turns Me on. Taunting, seducing, controlling, brainwashing my gimps. Splaying addictions and crumbling your will. Being spoiled and cosseted always. Gifts. Raunchy drainings. – Are you for real? How deep can your feeble soul go down into the depth of My perfect Hell? you know thre is no escape once you make that first step… you know there will be no way back and no buy out of that jaw-dropping trap…. and there is no real conformity sans that torturous anguish of your will crumbles down under My ruthless grab… get down on your knees and flash Me how much can you take for Me.