Nobody understands you like I do. You tell me everything - kinky things you've never told anyone else. You belong to a secret society of beta males, that worships superior Princesses. I know your brain, your dirty mind, better than you do. Nobody has to know, and nobody would ever guess that what I've constructed exists, that you routinely worship and pay and adore your online Goddess. How does it feel to be part of something like this? You have been lured by my siren call, and now you shall fall to your knees in adoration regularly. Your friends, your wife, they don't really know you like ...

Nobody understands you like I do. You tell me everything - kinky things you've never told anyone else. You belong to a secret society of beta males, that worships superior Princesses. I know your brain, your dirty mind, better than you do. Nobody has to know, and nobody would ever guess that what I've constructed exists, that you routinely worship and pay and adore your online Goddess. How does it feel to be part of something like this? You have been lured by my siren call, and now you shall fall to your knees in adoration regularly. Your friends, your wife, they don't really know you like I do. "Regular life" is the facade - this is what is truly real.