What makes you think you could ever escape this? What makes you think you’d ever be anything other than all mine? In every way, I own you. That’s cute that you think you have some level of control. It’s cute that you think you have that teeny little bit of independence left. And it’s cute to watch you
Mm, tiny little fact that deep up, deep down in the pit of your stomach, you know that you are all mine. You know that you gave up any sense of self a long time ago and you became a horny, mindless, jerk zombie. And once you opened that door, you had no chance, no shot at any identity. Beyond that, at any control.
You truly are all mine. Truly weak. Desperate. Horny. Addict.
Nameless, faceless, but ever so obedient. Unable to resist your duties as mine. I am forever Goddess Lindsay.
Forever and always mine. Good boy. Just like that. Stroke, stroke, stroke. You know you’re true.
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