Every now and then you manage to convince yourself that you are a strong man with self-control. It takes some time and effort, the complete opposite of what it takes for me to strip all of that away. All you have to do is think of me and you become weak. Gazing into my eyes, hearing my voice and you're no longer the man you thought you were. Instead you're begging to be planted beneath my ass and become whatever I want you to be.