Worship My Hairy Armpits

Ohhh, that’s it, my little pit-worshipping slave. You’ve been craving this, haven’t you? Dreaming of burying your worthless face in my hairy armpits. Kneel down right now, on your filthy knees, and listen to your Goddess Faith. I’m raising my arms up above my head, stretching out these perfect, unshaven pits for you. Mmm, can you smell it already? That musky, sweaty scent wafting through the air? My armpit hair is thick, dark, and curly – wild and untamed, just like the power I hold over you