You. Can. Not. Fight. Me. Even on your strongest day you crumble, because I know exactly what to do to burrow into your head. My big shiny tits are a weapon, and every look, every slow slide of cleavage rewires you. I make you obey without trying, I make you crave the ruin, and you love it even when it breaks you.
Keep watching as I push you deeper into this delicious addiction. Try to resist, try to stop, but you never will. Tell me what you’d give for one more look, loser, and then do it—watch, obey, beg, and ruin yourself for my pleasure.