I am the storm you’ve been waiting to kneel for — a mind that bends yours without lifting a finger. You’ll find no cheap thrills here, no naked displays for your desperate eyes. I stay untouchable, and that’s exactly why you’ll crawl deeper. I speak, and your weaknesses listen. I don’t have to expose a single inch — you’ll strip yourself bare in your own mind just to please me. You exist to obey, to sink, to spiral exactly where I lead you… and you’ll thank me for every command.
