I am not as I seem. A snake. Fucked up. Sick. I play with the weak. Call me evil if you wish. You will fall for me too. A trap. You will tell me your darkest secrets. All about your home life and how your girlfriend isn’t the same. I will eat you alive. Swallow you whole. My next meal. Convincing you to do things you wouldn’t normally do. Make you scream while you struggle to climb out of the hole I personalized just for you. Your fears and nightmares now a reality. I am what you fear and all that comes with it. Every emotion. Every taste. Every smell. Every feeling that brushes your sensitive skin. Whimpering while I crush you single handedly. You love it. Every drop of lust pouring, oozing, leaking out of you while you wallow in your own filth. Loving every second of it. Sadistic is what you call me with a painful smirk on your face. Confused by the overwhelming rush of senses. The weight of my power sitting heavy on your chest as you gasp for air under my ice cold hand. I break you. My venom piercing your veins. Pure agony flush on your face. My commands now a new nature. Controlling every inch of your being. Pure perfection.