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I know you crave falling into trance for me. You crave it like a desperate man in the desert, yearning for water. You want my power to slide into you inch by inch and change you. I will allow this, for a price. You see, so much of my time and energy goes into working away at the walls of your psyche. I do so much for you. But what do you give me in return? Buying my clips isn't nearly enough. There Is a real price tag for the kind of bliss my voice and body give you. You must learn to pay that price. You must learn that all the money you make is separated into two different categories: What you need to survive, and what you're tributing to your Goddess. This is no game. This is no blackmail or humiliation. This Is what I am owed for the changes I've made to your mind. It's time to pay up.
