Mintea futută: venerare pe genunchi pentru Demoness

You're in my hands, pathetic slave, completely consumed by lust and humiliation. I am your Demoness, the one who has shattered your will, turning you into a trembling, dependent wretch. You'll beg for permission to cum, but only I decide when that will happen. Your freedom is an illusion, your life belongs to me. Every thought, every moan is mine. You exist only to serve and crumble under my absolute power.