Welcome, my trembling pet, to Day 93 of your Sniff Academy journey. You've surrendered to my voice, my will, my divine presence. Today, we delve deeper into the intocating world of aroma sniffing, where gooning becomes your religion, and I am your only deity. Settle into your dark, private corner. Loop my clip endlessly, letting my image and voice consume you. Each frame is a web, each whisper a command. You'll stroke, sniff, and edge, teetering on the brink, never finding release. Feel the aroma melt your mind, transforming you into a dripping, quivering drone. My signals will guide you—quick sniffs, deep sniffs, teasing strokes—all orchestrated to unravel you completely. You're mine now, my obedient toy. Your cock, your pleasure, your very soul belong to me. Obey, and I'll drown you in ecstasy. Disobey, and you'll feel my wrath. Say it: "I live to please Goddess Malvoria." Again. Louder.