Custom: I know your weaknesses, pet. I know your addiction to beautiful girls clad in leather. I know how powerless you are before shiny, pretty boots. I am your fantasy come true, which is why you cannot look away. Every time I cross My leather-clad legs, you find yourself falling deeper and deeper beneath My spell. Growing weaker - your mind opening wide. So vulnerable. And I am going to reprogram you. Change you.

When I am finished, you will belong to Me completely, mind, body, and soul. Your addiction will be permanent, ready to sacrifice for My joy. You are My leather-loser, M... Show more