Κέντρο ελέγχου σπειροειδών ματιών - Μάτια κλειδωμένα, κόσμος μπλοκαρισμένο

Ah, my dear little puppet, you're about to embark on a journey unlike any other. A journey where your gaze becomes locked, irrevocably fixated on the spirals of my eyes, your ultimate test of obedience and devotion to your Goddess. This isn't just a mere glance; it's a plunge into the depths of surrender, where the entirety of your world narrows down to the confines of my gaze. The mesmerizing whirlpool of my eyes drowns out all distractions. You're going to stare into these spirals, and you won't look away, not for a moment. Not at my voluptuous curves, not at the tempting glimpse of my cleavage, certainly not at my full, pouty lips. Your existence is now this singular focus—my spiraling eyes, the gateway to your complete submission. Do you think you can handle it, my little addict? Are you capable of such unwavering devotion? Let's put that to the test. From this moment, your world is nothing but these eyes, these spirals that twist deeper into your mind with every passing second.