Come to me. Come to me, weakling. Dont be afraid. I can feel your need pulsing in waves, emanating from you. I can feel your fear. But underneath, and stronger, I recognize your desire. You can come closer. I know you want to. The voice in your head warning you, telling you to run has been replaced by an urge to come closer. Its an urge to submit. You want me. You want to submit to me. I can feel it. I can feel how much you want to touch me and lick me, how much you want to be inside of me. I can feel the desire rolling off of you in waves of heat and lust and need. Tell me. Tell me youll offe... Show more