Beneath my feet…
That’s where you belong isn’t it?
How about I hypnotise you into developing a severe addiction to my pretty little feet?
Let me into your brain so I can start rewiring it… hacking your pleasure centres to control your behaviour and desires.
DMs are open.
Listen to my snaps. 🫰
They erase your thoughts, delete your will.
Silence your inner voice.🫰
Your subconscious begs for my words to wrap around you.
Each snap sinking deeper and deeper. 🫰
Letting go of yourself, letting go of your identity.
You’re mine now. 🫰