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I see that submissive hunger in your eyes. I know how hard your cock gets just at the thought of surrendering your free will to me. How your mind opens and goes *blank* the second you imagine the sound of my voice telling you all of this. You don't want free will. You don't want freedom. Well, you do.. But only so that you feel how effortlessly I can squeeze it out of you, like juice from a lemon. I'm going to strip away all your free will, take your mind whole and let you feel me becoming the only thing inside. Your only thought, your only desire. I own your mind now. And I'm going to mark it deeply and permanently. I'm going to brand you until all of me is burned into your soul. Until your mind will go blank in an instant, imagining my touch, my whispers, my mesmerizing face. You can't hide how much you need this. Surrendering to me feels so right. My control is your addiction. And you love it.