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I am your Digital Goddess, the absolute ruler of your deepest, darkest sexual nightmares, and today, my filthy boy, you’ve stumbled into my church of sinister pleasures. It's just you, me, and my legion of BBCism pastors, ready to ravage you, break you, and rebuild you into our devoted fucktoy. On your knees on this ice-cold, unforgiving floor—you belong here, gazing up at me in fearful awe. Open that mouth wide, boy. You're about to be stuffed, stretched, and screwed beyond your feeble limits. Worship the hefty, pulsating cocks that approach you, let them tear through your innocence. This is your new creed, your scripture written in spit, cum, and tears. You're going to gag, and thank us for the privilege. You'll take every load as a sacrament, each one reshaping you from the inside out, marking you permanently as ours. Brace yourself; you're about to be used raw, rough, and relentlessly.