drugging you would be fun. I remember giving you a pack of skittles once, that you ate without question; I could totally give you an edible and just count the minutes.. the seconds until it hits. You won’t even know what it is as first, but soon you’ll feel a little weird. “Why is my mouth so dry? My hands are sweaty. The steering wheel feels stuck to my hands. What the fuck is happening!?” Ha. That’d be entertaining. Don’t worry honey, I’ll take over, get in the passenger seat for me. Lock your seatbelt in, take a look at what I’ve done to you. God, you’d look so hot all fucked up, not even knowing what’s happening. I would drive you to my house, or even YOUR house just because you can’t tell even count your fingers right now, why would I listen to you? What music would I play? Maybe I could show you one of the playlists I made for you, show you some songs that really amp up my fantasies. “Where are we going?” Aw, you don’t even know what road we’re on. On second thought, let’s go to the park, so I can take you in the dark night, where no one would hear you. You’d like it though. Maybe you’re feeling a little weird, maybe I can help you. I’m so sorry you feel off, how about I make you feel good instead? Just lay back and let me do what I need to do. When I fantasize about you, I can never decide which way I like you most; on top of me, or under me. On top of me, inside of me, dominating me; I know you can be aggressive, you love to degrade. I found your Twitter account, I know the sick shit you’re into, which is why you wouldn’t even fight back. You want to be taken advantage of. You want to take advantage of other people. I could do that for you, better than anyone else. Underneath me, you’d be the whore you try, and fail, to hide. I can be rough. I’ll bite you, mark you as mine, dig my fucking teeth into your skin till you cry. Make you beg, and make you beg some more. I’d totally put you on a leash, have the control you crave to be under. At some point, you’d get more adjusted to the drug and be more conscious of yourself. That would be the most fun, because now you have to fully comprehend where you are now. You can’t hide how much of a whore you are, I see right through it.