Ensnared by Blackmail and the Scent of Your Surrender
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You're already pathetic, but I'll drag you even deeper into submission. With every breath of that aroma, I'll peel away the last fragments of your willpower. You'll inhale it again and again, each breath binding you tighter to my dominance, leaving you utterly powerless to resist. As the scent consumes you, I'll murmur dark threats of blackmail in your ear, relishing how far you'll go to protect your pitiful secrets—even though we both know I've already claimed total victory over you.
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You think you've already surrendered, that deeper, and I'm watching as your mind
You would simply fall apart, which is slowly but surely consuming
You're grieving you've tried to hide from the world, admit it to yourself
You're not the person you need, but coming insignificant deeper into slavery
Feel you're not even human anymore, exists only to obey my orders
