I'm the bee's knees, the kat's pajamas, the absolute TITS.

Isn't it a bit scary to realize that I know what makes you utterly weak? That I know how to use your own obsessions against you? Good. Be scared. Try to resist. I know that when you're erect, you're a little bit dumber. I know that I can get whatever I want from you, just by flashing a bit of candy for you to try to reach. I know that the ache that comes from being unable to touch me, unable to capture me, is as good as the erotic ache in your cock and the financial ache in your accounts. It hurts so good.

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