At anytime you look at a woman, her curvaceous body matched with a wicked tongue. You completely crumble. Your mind draws a blank, losing all train of thought. This is how it begins, my words penetrating. A clean slate. A blank canvas for me to etch over. For my ink to flow. Transforming you into a work of art. The perfect, mindless slave. Completely reprogrammed to worship and obey. A brain bent dummy for tits. Say your mantra, what whispers to you. What you will hear as you lay your head on your pillow at night, and the first words that will run through your mind as you rise. Say it over,...

At anytime you look at a woman, her curvaceous body matched with a wicked tongue. You completely crumble. Your mind draws a blank, losing all train of thought. This is how it begins, my words penetrating. A clean slate. A blank canvas for me to etch over. For my ink to flow. Transforming you into a work of art. The perfect, mindless slave. Completely reprogrammed to worship and obey. A brain bent dummy for tits. Say your mantra, what whispers to you. What you will hear as you lay your head on your pillow at night, and the first words that will run through your mind as you rise. Say it over, and over again.... let the words and their truth consume you.