I want you addicted to me. To my scent, my taste, my touch, my words, and my voice.
I want you controlled. I want you quiet. I want you obedient. I want my words more powerful than yours, your mind useful only in the gaps where my orders stop. I want a tap on your forehead to shut you down, and a touch of your lips to wake you back up.
I want you overwhelmed. I want you unaware what words are words, and what words are levers, pushing you deeper into my control. I want you unsure what happened in those gaps where you woke up soaked. I want you not knowing where my control stops and your desires start. And I want you to know that you're only moments away from that delicious fog rolling back in, those ribbons of my words wrapping into you and squeezing out everything I don't want to remain.
I want you exposed to me. I want you to be my perfect little porn star for me and me alone. I want to know your past, your present, your desires, your distastes, and your deepest needs. And I want you to know that when it's time to serve, you're just holes and a cute little voice for my pleasure.
I want you enthralled. I want you to be what I want you to be, before you're anything else. I want you to view me with need, reverence, respect, and desire. And I want you to feel that there's no life, no future, and no world beyond my control.
But, more than each and every one of those things, I want you healthy.
I want you strong. An independent person who chooses to offer yourself as a gift, because a gift you don't value means nothing at all.
I want you worthy. To know what you're giving, and to give it freely, but with appreciation of the gift. And I want your success to build your worth in every sense.
I want you happy. I want you to find peace, see joy, enjoy the things that make you smile. I want you to live a wonderful, fulfilling life, with or without me in it.
I want you safe. I want you to feel no fear of me or of others. Secure, with everything you need, and little fear or want.
I want you healthy, because you are too valuable a thing, to yourself, to the people around you, and perhaps to the world in general, to break.
So, no, despite all my darkest desires, I won't break you.
But surely you wouldn't mind if I just bent you for a little while?