These breasts do more than tease, they rewrite you. I shove them into your vision and watch as your stubborn thoughts slip away, replaced by my clear, superior commands.
You try to masturbate to my image, to hold on to a shred of independence, but my power is relentless. My tits fill your head, my words become your only ideas, and you crumble into blissful obedience until there is nothing left but my will.