You've done it again. You brought yourself to me. Now you're strung out on how you feel. You understand implicitly that every word I write is engineered to one end: To control you. You can feel that I've done something to you, even just by reading these descriptions. You know the only way to save yourself is to run...but you can't move. Did I slip you something? Would I even need to? To reiterate your captivity, I have a single ribbon. I've bound you so tightly that no restraint is needed. You've asked me to stop. I know your mind too well. You don't want my mercy, though. I'm your dealer, not your friend. I can't spare you from your destiny anymore than you can me from mine. Your life changed the moment I got you on my hook. You always say this is the last time, don't you? That you masturbate to your own demise. Subtle sound fx, deep subliminal trance induction. Relaxing and disturbing.