Fall Prey

I own and operate an underground slave trade business. I have lured you into my dungeon space effortlessly as you were entirely hypnotized by my sparkling full lips and sugary furs. With one gargle from my compact, you are stunned. Now I have you begging for a smooch from my flawlessly poisoned lips. I explain that just one smooch will result in you lusting over me ten fold, enslaved by my beauty forever. You don?t care. You beg for it. I lean into give you a smooch that instantly brings you to your knees, lusting over my face and furs. I lock you into a box and call my boyfriend, telling him I got you. Meanwhile, he has been in contact with your wife, telling her he has proof you?ve been cheating on her and bringing her over to me to show it.