As the sultry melody of “Poison” from Hazbin Hotel filled the room, I felt a rush of desire wash over me. The lyrics spoke to my deepest, darkest desires, awakening a side of me that craved to be a dirty slut, consumed by lust and pleasure.

“I’m not above love to cash in
Another lover underneath those flashin’ lights
Another one of those ruthless nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah”

The pulsating beat of the music matched the pounding of my heart as I surrendered to the seductive pull of the song. I closed my eyes and let the lyrics wash over me, igniting a fire within me that burned with insatiable hunger.

“I shoulda guessed that this would happen
I shoulda known it when I looked in your red-hot eyes
Spewin’ all your red-hot lies
Yeah, yeah, yeah”

I felt a surge of electricity course through my veins as I imagined myself giving in to my darkest desires, succumbing to the intoxicating allure of forbidden pleasure. The thought of being a slave to my own desires, of being consumed by the poison of lust, sent shivers of excitement down my spine.

“What’s the worst part of this hell?
I can only blame myself
‘Cause I know you’re poison, you’re feedin’ me poison
Addicted to this feelin’, I can’t help but swallow up your poison”

I embraced the darkness within me, reveling in the thrill of being a dirty slut, addicted to the poison of lust and desire. The lyrics of the song echoed in my mind, driving me to embrace my true nature, to surrender to the primal urges that pulsed through me with every beat of the music.

“I made my choice, and every night, I’m livin’ like there’s no tomorrow
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Any way you want me, baby, that’s the way you got me
I’ll be yours
My story’s gonna end with me dead from your poison”

I let go of all inhibitions, giving in to the raw, unbridled passion that consumed me. I embraced my inner slut, reveling in the pleasure of being taken by the music, of being lost in a world of sin and desire. The song whispered promises of ecstasy and fulfillment, urging me to embrace my true self and revel in the intoxicating poison of lust.

And as the final notes of the song faded into silence, I knew that I had found my calling. I was a dirty slut, a slave to my own desires, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. The song had awakened something primal within me, something wild and untamed, and I was ready to embrace it fully, to live and die by the poison of lust. That is why I returned. Though I never stopped living my desires out to their fullest I craved serving attention to the naughtiest of large amounts of men that can only be achieved online.

Looking forward my new kinky adventure

Kori

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