You're lurking again, aren't you? Always afraid of taking the first step.. how cute. Pathetic, but cute. My words speak to you, don’t they? It's why you keep tabs on me. Why you click on my page and check what l've posted - because my words call out to you. They caress your soul and you find yourself feeling less lonely than you usually do..

But the truth remains, you're still lonely.

You may watch some porn, pay for some weird fetish of yours to be executed, or participate in a draining session - but at the end of it, when it's all over, you remain the same.. lonely & pathetic. It's never enough, is it?

You’re desperate for a taste of my attention. You can’t help yourself, can you? Every photo, every word - it’s like a drug to you, drawing you in deeper, making your heart race and your wallet itch. You’ve been here countless times, haven’t you? Eyes glued to the screen, imagining what it would feel like to truly be mine. You crave it… the power I have over you, the way I twist your mind with just a few words.

You’ve always been so predictable. Lurking in the shadows, soaking up every little thing I do, but never brave enough to step out and submit properly. You think I don’t see you there, desperate and weak? You’ve been fantasizing for so long - wondering what it would feel like to finally give in, to feel that rush as I take everything you have and leave you aching for more.

But here’s the truth - you’ll never be satisfied just lurking. You’re already too far gone, too deep under my spell. You think you can resist, but every time you scroll past me, you feel that need grow stronger, don’t you? That burning desire to kneel before me, to hand over what you know I deserve. You’re addicted to this feeling, aren’t you? You’ve been caught in this loop, longing to be controlled, drained, and humiliated.

So why hold back? You already know what’s going to happen. You’re going to break down and send to me. It’s inevitable. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? Because deep down, you know that lurking isn’t enough anymore. You need me, need to feel that rush of surrender, that sweet emptiness as I take everything from you. Go ahead… give in to the urge. You’ll feel so much better once you’ve paid your tribute to me.

Be brave for me tonight. Hit send, even if it's just as a silent sender. Push yourself for me. I know you can do it ☺️✨