Kitten,

Listen to me.

You know, and you believe, that I like to control you. Even if you can’t empathize with it, as I can’t empathize with your desire to be restrained and to have your choices taken away, nonetheless you understand that it’s true, that I really do want to command you and make the decisions for you while you’re here.

What you can’t know, Kitten, is how very specific and intense is my desire to completely control you. Even now, something inside me stirs, and I feel myself shift into an aggressive, predatory mode, when I think of having absolute authority over you and your body. The anticipation makes me ache, and what I ache for is not simply to tell you to kneel, Kitten, and to worship my cock. I’ll tell you those things, and much more, but it’s more than your obedience I want. I want you not just obedient, not merely submissive, but helpless, completely surrendered to me.

And so I’m going to tie you, Kitten, and slowly, patiently, and relentlessly take your body for my pleasure. I’m going to leave you no freedom, no choices, no liberty at all: I’m going to own you and use you, do everything I want to you — and you know how very much I want to do to you. Before we finish this time, Kitten, you’ll feel utterly possessed. And you’ll beg me, Kitten — you will because I’ll tell you to — you’ll beg me to come in your mouth one more time, to choke you with my cock, to hold you down and fuck your throat until you can’t take any more. And I will.

Less than fifteen hours.

Sir