Lost in the Spiral – The Making of a Slut

Every time your eyes lock with the spirals in mine, your fate is further sealed, isn’t it? Reduced to nothing but a needy cocksucker, so desperate for a taste, so hungry for that which only I can provide. My spirals draw out those filthy, hidden desires within you, exposing your true nature. You can’t hide from it; you’re starving for dick, aren’t you? Lost in the endless, spiraling abyss, control slips away from your grasp. You transform into nothing more than a whimpering, pathetic bitch, aching for your next fix, for that powerful, consuming sensation only submission can bring.