Femboys like you are made to submit to someone like me, and you know it. My presence, my pure male essence, has you trapped, begging for more. It's my trust, my raw strength, that brings you to your knees, desperate to feel me, to absorb every bit of my power. You want that, don't you? You want to live for me, for my control, for my law. Tell me yes, and let me take control.