Mist Over the Pines
A smoky noir jazz dream of the Pacific Northwest— from the highest peaks to the shadowed streets. ft. sultry female vocals + rain-kissed vibes.
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That’s so Koi-Boi
Dive in and feel the current.
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From Hell to Barcelona
Dark, fierce, and unchained — this track hits where it hurts (and feels so good).
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Who Let the Pups Out!
All bark, all bite, all beat — and you’re gonna feel it.
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Bow to the Bench
This body isn’t for show—it’s for worship. Strength. Youth. Authority. Isaiah. You don’t follow a man like this. You serve him.
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At the Cabana
Uncle Peen’s warm welcome set the tone for a sexy, sassy night at The Cabana.
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Flame Time Live
The wholesome whoredom.
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Read Your Bible, Ceji
One’s a sinner. One’s the sermon. Neither’s innocent.
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Better Say Please
Command. Demand. And if you’re lucky… permission.
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Stone Don't Break
You hit. He endures. You leave. He’s still standing.
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Touch Me Like a Star
He’s not asking. He’s already glowing.
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One Sip
You're not ready. But he’s already pouring.
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Come into the Fire
The flame isn't dangerous. Unless you ask it to hold you.
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Made of Light
He doesn’t walk into the room. He radiates into it.
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Ceji Flame
He’ll smile while he burns you. And you’ll thank him for it.
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Adonis Owns Me
A slow, hypnotic descent into total submission. Master Adonis’ deep, commanding voice seeps into your mind, stripping away control, erasing thoughts. No escape. No resistance. Just obedience. Just ruin.
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Ruin For Master Ben
A slow, hypnotic descent into financial and mental destruction. Master Ben strips you of control, draining your wallet and your mind. No escape. No mercy. Just debt, devotion, and complete ruin.
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Master Ben Owns You
A slow, hypnotic descent into financial and mental destruction. Master Ben strips you of control, draining your wallet and your mind. No escape. No mercy. Just debt, devotion, and complete ruin.
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Empty Mind
A relentless hypnotic descent into total self-destruction. No thoughts. No control. No future. Just stroking away your life, your mind, your worth—until there's nothing left. Empty. Gone. Mine.
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Ruined Beneath Me
A brutal, hypnotic descent into emasculation and submission. Real men take—you're nothing but weak hands and an empty mind. No power. No pride. No escape. Just stroke. Just obey.
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Empty
A slow, hypnotic brainwashing loop that strips you of every thought. A dominant voice guides you deeper into mindlessness, commanding every stroke until nothing remains. No thoughts. No will. Just empty.
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Empty
A slow, hypnotic brainwashing loop that strips you of every thought. A dominant voice guides you deeper into mindlessness, commanding every stroke until nothing remains. No thoughts. No will. Just empty.
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Beg For It
A relentless, hypnotic descent into pure submission. Smooth, commanding words strip away your control, forcing you to edge, suffer, and obey. No escape. No mercy. You stroke. You beg. You break.
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Cycles of Love (and Hate)
Smooth, commanding words pull you under, shifting between cruel degradation and false comfort. You sink deeper, losing yourself. There’s no escape.
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Repeat After Me
A commanding voice strips away your thoughts, looping mantras drilling into your mind. No resistance. No escape. Just obedience. Just control. Repeat after me.
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Ben Owns You
Let Ben’s voice seep into your mind—commanding, teasing, inescapable. No thoughts. No control. Just stroking, sending, and worshiping the alpha you’ll never be.
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Worthless
A cruel, hypnotic descent into total financial and physical ruin. Cold, commanding vocals strip you down, breaking your mind, your body, and your will. Every word is an order. Every pulse of the beat is a demand. You lose control of your hand, your breath, your wallet—until there is nothing left of you but obedience and debt. There is no mercy. There is no escape. You are nothing. You stay.
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Never
A slow, inescapable descent into submission. Deep, commanding vocals whisper cruel truths over pulsing, droning synths, wrapping you in a cycle of humiliation and control. Every word strips you down, reducing you to nothing but a desperate, obedient plaything. No escape. No relief. Just the loop, the voice, and your place beneath it.
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Marked
A cruel, rhythmic spiral of pain and pleasure. Slow, commanding vocals taunt and degrade over pulsing percussion, each strike echoing in dark, looping synths. You take it. You beg. You stay.
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Nothing (You)
A slow, hypnotic, and degrading descent into nothingness. Whispered commands, pulsing synths, and layered echoes pull you deeper, breaking you down one word at a time. There is no escape. You stay.
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