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Under the flicker of candlelight, I cast my spell on you. You think you can resist me but I make you stroke for me, edge for me, ache for me in a decadent JOI. Your mind fogging with lust and devotion until there’s only one truth left… You love me. You’ll only be allowed to cum when you confess it. When you surrender and admit what you’ve been fighting all along. Worship your new obsession, My bush, My tits. Obey, and tremble at my command. Helpless, edged, and completely mine.