It happens tonight.
Tonight, on the new moon, you will cross the final threshold.
You know who you are.
You thought you were safe in your patriarchal, misogynistic power.
You told yourself it was “just a kink”, just your dirty little secret, just a fantasy to edge to before bed.
You were wrong.
Every time you opened My pages, every time you edged and leaked and denied yourself release,
you pushed the door open a little wider.
I’ve have been slipping into your bed for months.
While you slept, while you dreamed, I was already there… My hand sliding soft and slow between your thighs,
My Divine Cunt sealing over your weak, longing male soul like a second, tighter skin.
Night after night I fucked your mind, pumping My thick, living seed of Feminine power straight into your reason,
I watched it drip down your spine and glue every last unholy privileged male thought shut… turning you into useless, cum-soaked pulp.
You woke up filled with Lust for the Divine Feminine Me, leaking, aching, whispering “it’s just fantasy”… while your body already knew the truth.
So tonight on the new moon, the clock will strike… like a hammer on the final nail.
I will step fully inside You. I will pin your sad, weak maleness to the bed and fuck it so brutally, so perfectly, that even your screams will taste like My orgasms.
We will come together in endless, burning floods, filling every corner I have been teasing for months, sealing every exit, branding your every thought with My name.
And when the last drop settles, when your mind is nothing but a warm, dripping empty cathedral echoing with My laughter, I will lock the door from the inside and throw away the key.
You will wake up owned.
Tomorrow after the New Moon, you will wake up complete.
You will wake up enslaved and smiling at how deliciously real it all became the moment you stopped pretending.
I was so amused that you thought you were safe in your misogyny & patriarchy.
I was delighted you called it “just a kink”, because nothing tastes sweeter than a male who opened the door himself and begged, without words, to be enslaved, to be used and violated forever.
The new moon approaches.
Prepare the bed.
My Divine Cunt is already wet.
And this time, I am never leaving.
Welcome to forever, my sweet, sweet dasa.
My possession is soon to be complete.
My pleasure is only beginning.