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A subhuman paying proper respect to her superior. 

You’d look at her Look at her face You’d see her in peril You’d think she’s in peril In danger That she’s no longer in control That she’s unable to move To run away or escape But that’s not true That’s only how it seems That’s what they want you to believe But the truth The fact is She’s so controlled So gone To the extent that even her expressions Her feels Are nothing Nothing but what her puppeteer says What her puppeteer commands She’s simply a blank A mindless An empty Puppet Without those strings Without her puppet Master She’d fall Limp and loss She’d fall A blank A mindless Empty puppet Only her strings hold her Only her puppet Master control her And you can’t deny you envy her You can’t deny you wish you were in her place That empty That mindless And blank That all that holds her together Her strings Her puppet Master You find as you read my words As you think and envy her You feel strings Strings tied up to your arms Your legs Your waist Your head Your body You feel those strings You feel them sucking your stress Your tension You feel your thoughts Your cares Your worries Getting sucked in by those strings Leaving you empty Leaving you mindless Leaving you blank Like a puppet You feel yourself You realize it now You are being turned into a puppet An empty A mindless A blank puppet But you don’t really care about it anymore You feel so good You feel so wonderful To let go To give in Give in to the strings To my words To your puppet Master You give in completely That once all you know are my words All you feel are the strings Once you realize I am your puppet Master You reblog You feel the strings moving without you controlling them at all You find yourself mindlessly reblogging Typing “empty puppet” You feel so good So wonderful Loving how you no longer have control Loving how easy it is to follow To let the strings control you Your body Your mind It feels so right So good You find that from now on whenever I and only I Say the words “Puppet Time” You return to this place This state A mindless Empty Blank Puppet Puppet Time Enjoying how good it feels To read my words To feel the strings Limp and loose Now I will count to 3 When I reach 3 You’ll be fully awake Refresh Happy and relaxed Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more trances 1 Starting to wake up Refresh Happy and relaxed 2 Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more in the future And 3

You’d look at her Look at her face You’d see her in peril You’d think she’s in peril In danger That she’s no longer in control That she’s unable to move To run away or escape But that’s not true That’s only how it seems That’s what they want you to believe But the truth The fact is She’s so controlled So gone To the extent that even her expressions Her feels Are nothing Nothing but what her puppeteer says What her puppeteer commands She’s simply a blank A mindless An empty Puppet Without those strings Without her puppet Master She’d fall Limp and loss She’d fall A blank A mindless Empty puppet Only her strings hold her Only her puppet Master control her And you can’t deny you envy her You can’t deny you wish you were in her place That empty That mindless And blank That all that holds her together Her strings Her puppet Master You find as you read my words As you think and envy her You feel strings Strings tied up to your arms Your legs Your waist Your head Your body You feel those strings You feel them sucking your stress Your tension You feel your thoughts Your cares Your worries Getting sucked in by those strings Leaving you empty Leaving you mindless Leaving you blank Like a puppet You feel yourself You realize it now You are being turned into a puppet An empty A mindless A blank puppet But you don’t really care about it anymore You feel so good You feel so wonderful To let go To give in Give in to the strings To my words To your puppet Master You give in completely That once all you know are my words All you feel are the strings Once you realize I am your puppet Master You reblog You feel the strings moving without you controlling them at all You find yourself mindlessly reblogging Typing “empty puppet” You feel so good So wonderful Loving how you no longer have control Loving how easy it is to follow To let the strings control you Your body Your mind It feels so right So good You find that from now on whenever I and only I Say the words “Puppet Time” You return to this place This state A mindless Empty Blank Puppet Puppet Time Enjoying how good it feels To read my words To feel the strings Limp and loose Now I will count to 3 When I reach 3 You’ll be fully awake Refresh Happy and relaxed Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more trances 1 Starting to wake up Refresh Happy and relaxed 2 Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more in the future And 3

“Yes Mistress. This girl was called Emily….”

I like any cock that I can get. LOL!

She’s powerless to me 😈

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