I am Malvoria, the dark queen of your desires, the shadow that lingers in the corners of your mind, and tonight, I’m going to own you completely. This isn’t a game, my pet—this is sinning at its finest. You’ll feel my power in every stroke, every whispered word, as I guide you into a pleasure so forbidden it will burn away everything you once thought was sacred.

Look at you, already trembling, already lost in the heat of my presence. I can see it—the way your body betrays you, the way your faith falters under the weight of your lust. You’ve fought so hard, haven’t you? But now, you...

I am Malvoria, the dark queen of your desires, the shadow that lingers in the corners of your mind, and tonight, I’m going to own you completely. This isn’t a game, my pet—this is sinning at its finest. You’ll feel my power in every stroke, every whispered word, as I guide you into a pleasure so forbidden it will burn away everything you once thought was sacred.

Look at you, already trembling, already lost in the heat of my presence. I can see it—the way your body betrays you, the way your faith falters under the weight of your lust. You’ve fought so hard, haven’t you? But now, you’re mine. You’ll stroke for me, slowly at first, letting that fire build, letting your guilt twist into something darker, something sweeter.

My voice will wrap around you like velvet chains, pulling you deeper into the sin you’ve always craved. You’ll feel my claws tracing over your skin, my breath hot against your ear, my laughter echoing in your mind as you lose yourself in the rhythm of my command. Every stroke is a renunciation, a step further into the abyss where I reign supreme.

And when the time comes, when I count you down, you’ll break for me. You’ll spill for me, trembling, panting, and completely undone. You’ll know in that moment that you’re mine—body, mind, and soul. Stroke, my darling. Sin for me. Because when you fall, there will be no going back. Only me. Only Malvoria. Only this.