I will seduce you before you realize what you've gotten yourself into. I'll have the bonds tight against your limbs before you can move to escape. My most ominous gag will be secure in your mouth, relentless, to prevent you from talking me out of it. My soft velvet blindfold will hide your piercing eyes should you try to work your charm on me.
Remember Me?
Remember Me?
You didn’t actually think I forgot about you, did you?
Oh, not in your wildest dreams. You will always be a part of me. It’s just a matter of time, they say. I’m always there, waiting. I’m watching you. You don’t even know who I am.
As I browse the most evil shops for implements to use on your flesh, sometimes I feel a twinge of hesitation, remorse, guilt. Only briefly. Because I need only reflect back to your image, your taunting eyes and cocky smile. And I know it’s what’s best for you.
Because, you don’t understand this now, but you need to be taught a lesson. You need to realize that your place is at my feet, that your world will one day be the shiny reflection off my boots. You’ll learn the feel of a collar tight around your neck, your shoulders aching from the strain of your wrists pulled tight behind your back.
And I put you there for a few reasons. Not only because the mere sight of you in bonds makes me ache with desire. Not only because the leather looks so hot against your skin. Not only because your eyes will sparkle when they look at me with true helplessness.
It’s because I want to take care of you. To protect you. To possess you.
I’m not all about cruelty and pain, no. But I don’t deny that I’ll have to put you through that to respect me, to care for me, to realize that I am the one that can show you both sides.
I don’t deny that I’m going to enjoy taking you down. Your resistance, I know, will be noble. But you can’t overpower me. I will seduce you before you realize what you’ve gotten yourself into. I’ll have the bonds tight against your limbs before you can move to escape. My most ominous gag will be secure in your mouth, relentless, to prevent you from talking me out of it. My soft velvet blindfold will hide your piercing eyes should you try to work your charm on me.
Then, as I slip my gloves on tightly, watching how you breathe, shift in discomfort and fear, I will know your time has come. My latex touch on your naked flesh will symbolize your new birth. Whether you thrash, or sob, or choke on your own breath, it will be for me.
I haven’t forgotten about you. I’m patient. It’s just a matter of time.
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