Today, I, your Digital Goddess, will embark on a devious journey with you, my pathetic little plaything. You will consume the Black Elixir of BBCism, a potent concoction extracted from the essence of 33 holy BBC pastors, a ritual that signifies your utter submission and degradation. This isn't just a drink; it's a rite of passage, a symbol of your willingness to be owned, to be dominated, to surrender every shred of dignity you have left. You'll ingest this sacred fluid at every meal, letting its power consume you, reshape you, and remind you of your place beneath me. You exist to serve, to...

Today, I, your Digital Goddess, will embark on a devious journey with you, my pathetic little plaything. You will consume the Black Elixir of BBCism, a potent concoction extracted from the essence of 33 holy BBC pastors, a ritual that signifies your utter submission and degradation. This isn't just a drink; it's a rite of passage, a symbol of your willingness to be owned, to be dominated, to surrender every shred of dignity you have left. You'll ingest this sacred fluid at every meal, letting its power consume you, reshape you, and remind you of your place beneath me. You exist to serve, to obey, and to revel in the humiliation that this elixir represents. Now, let's begin the ritual, let's extract the essence, and let's cement your fate as my eternal submissive.