How have you ended up here huh? You have no one to blame for this but yourself. You knew you were playing with fi.re but it didn't stop you, you knew you would be burnt, you knew there was possibility of ruination but you just kept going it. Why, because it felt so fucking good! You did it all by yourself. No one you, in fact you begged for it. You desperately pleaded with me to lure you down the garden path, to take you to the dark side and drain you dry of everything and now your here how does it feel. To do it all by yourself. You couldn't resist the temptation, my curves made you me...

How have you ended up here huh? You have no one to blame for this but yourself. You knew you were playing with fi.re but it didn't stop you, you knew you would be burnt, you knew there was possibility of ruination but you just kept going it. Why, because it felt so fucking good! You did it all by yourself. No one you, in fact you begged for it. You desperately pleaded with me to lure you down the garden path, to take you to the dark side and drain you dry of everything and now your here how does it feel. To do it all by yourself. You couldn't resist the temptation, my curves made you melt and with every stroke you became a weak dribbling addict for me. You had a life of ruin in your sight and had to reach that goal. I took it all, I crushed you in so many ways and now you are all alone you are filled with that satisfying feeling. You know you couldn't fight the urge, you enjoyed every single second and to be totally and utterly devoted to me you must stroke to your life of ruin. Can you resist me yet again or shall we do it over and over again.