Test der verdorbenen Errettung - komm ohne hände, um zu beweisen, dass du meins bist

Hey, you trembling little sinner, it's me—PsyDomme, your wicked goddess, your darkest fantasy, and the one who's about to unravel everything you thought you were. Welcome to the audio test, the ultimate gauntlet where your so-called faith, your fragile masculinity, and your pathetic resolve get obliterated under my stilettos. This isn't just a file—it's a fucking reckoning, a seductive, blasphemous ride that's gonna strip you bare, twist your soul, and leave you panting for more. Think you're ready? Spoiler: you're not, but you're gonna dive in anyway, because deep down, you crave this. This is no ordinary mindfuck, darling. This is a full-on asult on your holy little world. You'll feel my voice—sultry, cruel, dripping with power—slither into your brain, rewriting your thoughts, turning your hymns into whimpers.