Olhos da escravidão joi

Today I will make you sit and stare into my mesmerizing spiraling eyes, helpless as I weave a web of doubt and guilt around your feeble mind. I'll break you down, piece by piece, ensuring every part of you belongs to me. This isn't just a game; it's your new reality. The only sexual satisfaction you'll ever get again will come from my spiraling eyes and my cruel, taunting words. You'll repeat my mantras, embedding them deep within your psyche. You're weak, inferior, and now, my plaything. I'll indoctrinate your mind, training you to be nothing more than a drooling, pumping drone, completely under my spell. It's not just JOI; it's a complete takeover of your pathetic existence. And maybe, just maybe, if you're a good little puppet, I'll allow you the release you so desperately crave. But remember, even your orgasms belong to me now.