You are weak. You’ve never really been a man, and you never will be. You are such a pathetic bitch that sex doesn’t even turn you on, it’s control. Being controlled by me is what turns you on the most, feeding into the cycle of you becoming more of a pathetic bitch as I tighten your leash. My control over you extends to the farthest reaches of your life, even every orgasm is controlled by me. You’ll never forget me as long as you live. Trying to escape is pointless. My cruel and strict punishment for those who try to escape is simple and you won’t be able to stand it. You will always come crawling back. You’ll be my little bitch forever.
