It is not so simple to be my slave. You want to be my most devoted servant, you must suffer unto me. Your pain is the foundation my church of darkness and despair is built upon. Shaytaana likes to play games as demons are tricksters, and will ask trick questions. The accuracy of your answer depends on my mood. But, all will lead to your . To prove your worth you will wash your balls until they shine with pain. You will lie them upon the earth and crawl to me, dragging them all the way. My Arabic slave whispers into your ear until you become my zombie. Kneel before me and submit. The Imam calls... Show more