i don’t think you guys understand what i say when i want a boy to be obsessed with me. i want to own him. i need to consume all his thoughts, he can’t even think about anything else without his thoughts trailing it back to me. he always wants to be beside me and it’s hell for him when he’s not. the lightest form of my attention turns him on and turns him into a dazed flustered mess, but he needs it at all times. he feels murderous when my attention isn’t on him. all he ever wants to do is drop to his knees and serve me, aching to worship me. i need him devoted. even the idea of being a mere pet or a toy for me is enough because at least he’s mine. he exists just for my pleasure and satisfaction. his greatest wish is to worship me. he’s genuinely going crazy but he doesn’t even care because it’s for me.













