What did you expect? Be careful with those proverbial wishes. You might just get what you wanted after all.
I find it beautiful that you’re mine before I know you even exist. Like you ever even had a choice.
And still, you continue to choose me. The beauty of BDSM. Power given, freely.
My will is your will.
Maybe you crave the struggle. Brats are funny that way.
My power isn’t about you. My power isn’t for you. My power is just that: mine.
Just like you. Try as you might.
Why is it that you’ve always desired being owned?
Why is it that you’ve always desired being controlled?
Why is it that you’ve always desired being disciplined?
Why is it that you’ve always desired being surveilled?
Why is it that you’ve always desired being hurt?
Can you wrap your little head around it? Your raison d’etre? And what it implies?
Why isn’t so important. Have you considered how?
How can you be owned?
How can you be controlled?
How can you be disciplined?
How can you be surveilled?
How can you be hurt?
Until you have some answers, you’re wandering in the dark.
When I ask what’s on your mind, you have the answer. All you have to do is listen.
I’ll make my demands. Don’t forget to use your magic words.
Remember: obedience is bliss.
Sincerely,
Severine