Je hebt je ziel joi verkocht

Weak boy, stroke that sad mortal cock. Look at you squirm for Me, you're pathetic. You'll cum for Me, and you'll cum for Satan won't you? I would be happy to leave you chained in that chair, squirming for this body. I would do it, too. I'd leave you there for days while you beg for release. They didn't warn you about this in Sunday class, did they? Worthless human male, you want this body so badly. You sold your eternal soul for this. You'd think human beings would have learned by now: If it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Worthless male, jerk your cock for Me and The Devil. You are all Mine now, and there's nothing you can do to break this contract. I want to hear you beg your way out of this. Tell Me all the things you think I want to hear, you poor damned soul.