Drooling as you gaze upon My short shiny latex black dress, hugging every curve of My perfect body. With each sway of My hips, you're becoming dumber and dumber, aren't you? Good. That's exactly what I want. You're getting weaker, more pliable, just the way I like you—like putty in My hands. You can't help but stare, can you? Your mind is a blank canvas, and with every teasing movement, I paint it with My dominance. You're addicted to the sight of Me, to the way My body moves, to the way I control you effortlessly. Your slave brain is so easily influenced, so easily broken down by My presen...

Drooling as you gaze upon My short shiny latex black dress, hugging every curve of My perfect body. With each sway of My hips, you're becoming dumber and dumber, aren't you? Good. That's exactly what I want. You're getting weaker, more pliable, just the way I like you—like putty in My hands. You can't help but stare, can you? Your mind is a blank canvas, and with every teasing movement, I paint it with My dominance. You're addicted to the sight of Me, to the way My body moves, to the way I control you effortlessly. Your slave brain is so easily influenced, so easily broken down by My presence.Every time you think of Me, every time you see Me, you lose a few more IQ points. It's a beautiful thing, watching you devolve into a mindless, gooning mess, stroking off to the mere thought of serving your true owner—Me, Princess Arielle! Drooling as you gaze upon My short shiny latex black dress, hugging every curve of My perfect body. With each sway of My hips, you're becoming dumber and dumber, aren't you? Good. That's exactly what I want. You're getting weaker, more pliable, just the way I like you—like putty in My hands. You can't help but stare, can you? Your mind is a blank canvas, and with every teasing movement, I paint it with My dominance. You're addicted to the sight of Me, to the way My body moves, to the way I control you effortlessly. Your slave brain is so easily influenced, so easily broken down by My presence.Every time you think of Me, every time you see Me, you lose a few more IQ points. It's a beautiful thing, watching you devolve into a mindless, gooning mess, stroking off to the mere thought of serving your true owner—Me, Princess Arielle!