i have cravings. desires. needs. my beautiful mind is filled with twisted, kinky daydreams that i long to take out on someone, someone both willing and afraid. i don’t want you to feel too confident—your fear gives me power, and we love my power. you know how much power i hold, and it’s no secret to anyone that i emanate dominance from every pore on my radiant, goddess body. oh, how you long to feel my fingers ripping into your back, scarring you, viciously attacking your sweet, soft skin, each of my long claws digging deeper and deeper until you’re hypnotized by my loving sadism. to be used, fucked, tortured, denied, teased, repeat, repeat, repeat, an endless loop of pain and pleasure, weakness and powerlessness. you kneeling at my feet, so helpless, so inferior, aching to taste me and feel my body restricting your movement, coveting the sting of my teeth biting your lip. the beauty of watching your insignificance before me, shaking with pure pleasure and adrenaline, enough to leave me wet and starving for your touch. arching your back until i pin you back down, my fingers slipping into your open mouth. you’re so hungry for me.