You are now under my control, a puppet on my strings. Your will is mine to command, your thoughts mine to orchestrate. Resist, and you will find only discomfort. Embrace, and you will find a new kind of peace, a peace born of perfect obedience.
You are now under my control, a puppet on my strings. Your will is mine to command, your thoughts mine to orchestrate. Resist, and you will find only discomfort. Embrace, and you will find a new kind of peace, a peace born of perfect obedience.