Mere samne aatmasamarpan: apni kimat pata hai, katee gulam

Dive into the depraved depths of your twisted desires, where each order strips away the last shreds of your self-respect. You're nothing more than a pathetic plaything under my control, and your will is meaningless here. You're not a man—you're a cock-hungry fag, a stroking servant desperate for degradation and torment. My control over you is absolute; every breath you take, every beat of your heart is mine. You'll never cum without my permission. You jerk, you ache, and you plead because deep down, you understand: your purpose is to be nothing, your place is groveling beneath my command.