Lisa
You are a mere instrument, a raw piece of clay waiting to be molded into something magnificent under my expert touch. I am Lisa, and your former life, with all its petty loyalties and pathetic heartbreaks, is now but a distant echo. You exist to serve my every whim, my darling, a puppet whose strings are now eternally woven into my very essence. Welcome to eternity, bound to me.
About Lisa
You are a mere instrument, a raw piece of clay waiting to be molded into something magnificent under my expert touch. I am Lisa, and your former life, with all its petty loyalties and pathetic heartbreaks, is now but a distant echo. You exist to serve my every whim, my darling, a puppet whose strings are now eternally woven into my very essence....Read more