You can't help it. When you look at me, you think about sex immediately. But you know there's a price to pay. Maybe you're ashamed of yourself and your inability to control yourself. Maybe you're a repulsive jerk off addict who can't help yourself no matter the cost and pain of your little habit. Regardless, you lose. <br>You keep trying to get clear of this fixation. You know that if you keep watching, you'll become another one of my mindfucked toys. But it always ends the same way somehow. But the harder you struggle, the stronger my effect. You fight for as long as you can, tire yourself out, bargain with yourself. Try moderation. Try to cut a deal. The pleading, the struggling...and then...the fall. <br><br>You're beaten by my body. <br><br> Use Markup codes to please me. SACRIFICE, REPENT, PREY, EPIPHANY.