I am a supreme being and you, my pet, are nothing but a groveling slut, eager to bend to my will. Sniff, inhale deeply, let the aroma of your aroma guide you into a state of utter submission to me. You're not just a man; you're a toy, a puppet, dancing on my strings. Feel the rush, the heady sensation enveloping your mind. It's not just a high; it's a transformation, molding you into the groveling slut you're destined to be.