you're so, so pathetic. it's easier if you just let me do the thinking for both of us.
you're just a pet, after all. you don't need to think, or decide things for yourself, or do anything at all. all you need to do is obey :) and if you do that, i can make you feel so, so good.
i can fuck you, and importantly, fuck your empty little head, till the act of obeying alone is pleasure. but that isn't all, hm? you know i'll take care of you in every way. ordering for you at restaurants, dealing with people for you, separating and isolating you from pesky little things like friends and family...
and if you don't, if you get it in your silly little head that you can disobey me at all, i can make your life a living hell. use you and break you down till you're nothing but a broken, unthinking shell. then you'll have no choice but to obey me, hm?
and not only can i make it hell, i am one-hundred percent sure you'll come crawling back on your hands and knees and beg for more.
so just make it easy for both of us, hm? just be a good pet for me and stop thinking :)















