Ramadan approaches and you look forward to serving me yet another glorious year.

I read your emails, I receive your worship, your praise, and your statements of devotion. You love my fearless nature, my satanic ways. You prefer me over any other blasphemous content producer because of my understanding of Islam, my fierce demeanor, and my beautiful body.

You worship me because I am the true step-mother of pigs.

But what do you really want? what do you crave more than anything?

To lick the soles of my feet? To worship beneath my black high heels?

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