From the moment that you first think about me, yes THINK about me, I am already casting my bewitching mindfuck on you. That first implanted seed of corrupting, manipulating thought is the beginning of the end my toy. Your end. But really, is there truly an end if the journey never stops? Only I have the answer to that, but perhaps you do not deserve to know, and Id rather keep it a secret , as your fate lies in my hands.
The more you try not to think about me, the more you will find that your thoughts automatically return to thoughts of me. If you try to fight it, my bewitching mindfuck instantly brings you back where I want you to be. Go ahead and try it, try to not think about me, and how deeply I am inside of your mind, and how you are getting more and more weak as each moment passes that you find the aching NEED to surrender and $$sacrifice$$ to me growing. I also dare you to try to not realize that those thoughts are causing you to become extremely aroused, and the more you try to fight the arousal, it only grows stronger, harder, yet your mind grows weaker.
Every time you see my image, hear my voice, or read my words you have a desire to embrace your dark side, and surrender more and more of yourself, all of yourself to me, what is rightfully mine. For what is yours, is so much better as mine. This thought, this aching need grows stronger as the arousal builds inside of you, and you find that you simply can not think of anything else. The more you try to think of something else, not surrendering to me, not clicking RIGHT HERE to $$sacrifice$$ to me RIGHT NOW, the more your arousal reminds your mind that you simply HAVE to do that because it is the only thing that feels good, and truly makes sense. This is so right, so natural, you feel so fulfilled and satisfied knowing this.
My bewitching mind fuck has a hold on you. There is no escape. Many have tried, and end up crawling back begging for me to own them harder. Fear of the reality sets in, but what you will soon realize, is that when it comes to ME, fear equals arousal. Embrace the fear, and notice that as you fear me and the power and control that I wield, the more aroused you become. Of course I enjoy when you are aroused, as it makes you weak. Weak for me, and open to doing absolutely anything to please and amuse me. Go ahead and try to fight it, you know what is going to happen~
On your knees bitch. Aching, trembling, dripping, sacrificing.
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