Your french boi

My interests are your mind, and all the things I can do with it.

I'm sorry I stopped talking for a bit during our call, I got distracted by how pretty you looked with your mind completely blank and your eyes rolling into the back of your head

sure we could have sex, or this one could push all the little thoughts out of your mind and leave you a fuzzy, drooling, empty-headed mess

brainwashing that is subtle, almost unnoticeable. brainwashing that is gentle, that moves without breaking any barriers, that sneaks through all my defences, that keeps caressing the shame until it tames it completely, until my mind just gives in, until i yield without even noticing what's happening until you snap your fingers and i obey without thinking

this feels extremely apt, right now.

mind off. tongue out. drooling while I edge. just like god intended.

thinking about when he pinned me down by my wrists and said "I could do anything I want to you right now and there's not a thing you could do about it" 🥴🥴