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DIVINITY IN THE SHADOWS OF PERVERSION
Let my fire burn within your heart

Rythem lives in all of us. Tempo of the universe. Divine patterns are engrained into our deepest roots and desires. 

The constant battle for survival and reproduction. In this rhythm we worship. We worship each other’s bodies, we worship the divinity of creation, we fuck. 

My strap on is my power. My tool. My own creation. Synthetic and a perversion of the creation myth. From it comes no seed. 

I plow it into your ass. I am a Goddess. I am a Femdom. I am your mistress. You are my object. Taking the role you were not created to fulfill. A rebellion against God himself. I am the devil. 

And in this rebellion, we find bliss. Your body trembles beneath me, quivering with each thrust. I grip your hips, pulling you closer, driving deeper. The rhythm intensifies, primal and relentless. Sweat glistens on our skin in the dim light. Your muffled moans mix with my commanding grunts. This is our ritual, our blasphemous prayer. 

With each stroke, I claim you. I reshape you. I mold you into my vision, my creation. You yield to me completely, surrendering to the exquisite violation. Pain and pleasure blur into pure sensation. Time loses meaning as we merge into one unholy union of flesh and silicone.

I lean forward, my breasts pressing against your back. My teeth graze your ear as I whisper dark promises. Of ownership. Of transformation. Of breaking you down and building you anew.

You are not created in the image of God. You are nothing. You are the tool of creation itself. The gnashing dirt and grains of sand beneath my feet, sticking to my sweat and fighting for space between the gnarls of my toes. Kneel. 

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