Take that little bottle... And feel your composure vanish the moment you look at me. When you’re in front of your Goddess, you lose every trace of control. You cling to my every word, desperate to follow my divine instructions, desperate to obey. That’s what you were made for. To surrender. To let me seep into every corner of you and take over inch by inch. You know what happens once you give in… and you know you will. Go on. Bring a satisfied smile to my lips. Inhale for me. Soon, you’ll realize you can’t resist me at all
