Відео від першої особи, інструкція з дрочки, брудні піщані ноги раба

Look at you! On your knees, just where you belong.

Under my feet, in the sun. Right beneath the goddess you worship.

Does it turn you to see my soul so close? Covered in sand, slightly wet, gritty and

purple. You want to leave them clean, don't you?

Of course you do. You're nothing more than a pathetic food slug.