You see, I know that your resistance to me is waning and that I didn’t really need to restrain you… Maybe, I haven’t actually restrained you and all of those tight ropes around your wrists and ankles are just suggestions I placed in your sweet, suggestible mind for your own good.
And that ball gag you feel deliciously stretching your jaw?… maybe that, too, is just exactly what you want and begged for, so I placed the idea in your mind that your luscious lips would be stuffed with a hypnotic gag, keeping you quiet, and focused on the swirling lights that are completely engulfing your visual field. Again, darling, you asked me, begged me to take control. So, I am doing it for your own good.
I only wish to make you happy, bind your body, overwhelm your senses, drop you into a deep trance and reinforce my delectable control. You asked me… so who am I to refuse such an ardent desire?
You told me you craved control but were unsure just how to ask… You were so adorable when we first started chatting here. So delightfully unaware of the subtle shift in my language as I gently drew you in, lulled you to my advances, shifted your perceptions, eased you further and further down into craven desire for control, for utter obeisance… and into an urgent need for me to take away your choice…
…but you asked me for this… so, I do it for your own good.
But what you couldn’t know, because I have taken this memory from you, is that months ago, I found you, a dominant force of nature, trolling this space looking to lure innocent submissives to you powerful hypnotic web.
I’ve had my sites on you for some time… and now, look at you. Leaking and aroused, hungry for any words of praise from me, for the slightest touch, begging me for more and more control and less choice.
Now, darling, I have you and when you realize your demise, your corruption will be complete…
