Let me smash you into 10 pieces, then 100, then 1000, until you’re a million little pieces in my hands. Ready for your expert reassembly operation. I will relish in the process of breaking you. It will be gradual so you barely notice it happening at first. Over time I will push you to such ego shattering extremities of submission, such mind altering depths of pleasure, that you will become unrecognizable. You will become my broken puppet. But destruction will liberate you from your old self. Goddess will rebuild you from the fragments. You are mine now. You are in my hands. My good boy. Wear headphones in a dark room for this sensual dismantling.