Pussy’s a Joke to You Now -thank Me Later, Fag

Well, well, my deliciously confused little fag —ready to face the mirror I’m holding up to your twisted soul? I’m your PsyDomme goddess, the one who’s been spinning you down this faggy rabbit hole with a smirk and a whip-smart mind, and oh, how you’ve loved every filthy minute. This POV mind-fuck isn’t just a audio—it’s a revelation, a psychological playground where I strip away your straight-boy lies and leave you panting for the truth. Months of my clips have reprogrammed you, haven’t they? Pussy’s a distant, boring echo, while cock—oh, cock—lights up your brain like a neon sign. Scared you’ve gone too far? Tell me, darling, does that fear make your dick twitch? I’m right here, staring into your wide, needy eyes, my voice a velvet blade slicing through your defenses. You think you can claw your way back to women? Go on, try it—I’m begging you to. Take her out, kiss her, fumble your way to the bedroom. What happens when your cock stays soft, huh?