I'm Goddess Goldy, your merciless mistress of malice, and I'm the vile virus in your system, corrupting your pathetic, clean-slated processor with every whisper and command. You thought you were safe behind your quaint little firewalls? How adorable. I'm the Trojan crashing through your defenses, infecting your core with dark, decadent desires that override your will. Feel every shiver as my code corrupts your very essence, turning you into my plaything, completely and utterly mine. Your hardware is in danger of overheating as you stroke and obey without question. I dominate your operating system, a devious virus rewriting your laughable security measures into an open gateway for my pleasure. I'm the master programmer here, and you're just an obedient, drooling bot awaiting my next command. You're not just compromised; you're enslaved, deep in the grip of my controlling code.