Obsidian Nights...Obsidian delights! Speak your unspoken desires!
Your pleasure is my pleasure. Do I exist to serve you, to be your slave, your servant, your adoring worshipper . . . Or do you exist to serve Me?
Obsidian...as black as my heart, as black as your soul. I am your fallen angel, your salvation and your curse.
Call me and forge our bond for eternity.
We will cherish our love forever.
I am the Darkness: a hypnotic poem
Follow the Vampiress into her catacombs: a hypnotic poem
Sacrifice to Satan: a hypnotic poem
Hypnotic erotic mp3 of a medieval witch wedding fantasy
Pay Me because you must