Surrender to a soft voice that doesn't beg--commands. I don't rush. I read you slowly, own your mind gently, and leave you craving more. Obedience has never felt this intimate.
Power excites me. Your weakness arouses me. I crave obedience, spoiled devotion, and the thrill of owning your mind, your wallet, and your fantasies. Good boys beg. Better ones break quietly.
