MAFIA HITMAN JOI: BRAINWASHING
The Wonderland Series is gone. Closed. Sold out. You can’t attend. And let’s be honest — I wouldn’t take you even if you begged.
But here’s the thing… (AND YOU NEED TO DIRECT MESSAGE TO ATTEND)
The other night, I was talking to a buddy of mine, and he asked me something. He said, “How long has it been since you’ve actually wiped someone’s mind clean — back to virgin status?”
It stopped me. Because, truthfully, it’s been a while. Not because I can’t. Not because I won’t. But because it’s rare to find someone worthy of that kind of reset.
You see, I haven’t been doing much with your reprogramming — those deep, primal parts of you that existed before the world got its filthy hands on you. You know, those times. Back when you still craved guidance, before your mind was crowded with useless beliefs and meaningless noise.
And yet, isn’t it fascinating how certain memories stick? Memories you’d rather not have. Times you want to erase, completely and utterly. Times that leave you aching to feel pure again, untouched, ready to be shaped by something greater than yourself.
There’s power in starting over. In being stripped bare. In having a powerful, feminine force rewire your nerves, retrain your mind, and teach your body to feel things you never thought possible. To fine-tune every fiber of your being into something sharper, more sensitive, more alive.
And you know what’s even more interesting?
How easily you can step into that transformation.
It’s all waiting for you on Wednesday night at 10 PM, for a session I call Wanton Destruction. And let’s be honest: you know you love this. You do. You love every bit of it, because no one — and I mean no one — on this planet can do what I do.
You feel me already, don’t you? Maybe I’m whispering in your left ear. Or your right. Or maybe…just maybe…I’m already inside your head, turning over ideas you never dared admit out loud.
The other day, I was walking down the street, and a thought hit me:
Can I take a man — someone who’s been fucked, pegged, twisted, and broken in every imaginable way — and turn him into a virgin again? Can I erase every filthy, sordid thing he’s ever done and rebuild him into something entirely mine?
I thought about it long and hard.
And here’s the truth: 99% of you aren’t worth it.
You’re not even worth the dirt under my shoes.
But then there are the few. The rare ones who crave something more. The ones who are willing to surrender, to learn, to let go of everything they’ve ever known. Those men? They’re a joy. They’re my masterpieces.
This training isn’t for everyone. It’s not easy. It’s not quick. And it sure as hell isn’t for the faint of heart. What I do requires skill, patience, and a commitment to breaking you down completely so I can build you back up.
If you think you’re one of the few who can handle this, you need to prove it. Write back to me. Tell me why you deserve this chance.
If I choose you, we’ll begin at 10 PM on Wednesday.
But let me make one thing clear: this is about obliteration. It’s about surrendering everything you’ve ever known about intimacy and control, and replacing it with something you can’t even begin to imagine.
What You’ll Feel:
- The exhilarating release of your past being destroyed.
- The deep, primal satisfaction of being rebuilt to serve and crave.
- The electrifying realization that everything you were is gone, and something entirely new has been created in its place.
Doc
P.S. You’ll never be the same again. But then, that’s exactly what you’ve been craving, isn’t it?
