I know how badly you ache for my attention, my good one. The more you think about me, the stronger that pull inside you becomes like a need you can’t escape. Every breath, every thought, makes you crave my control a little more. You want to please me, you want to obey me, and the more you imagine my words wrapping around you, the more desperate you become to prove yourself worthy. Let that craving grow, let it take over, until all you want is to obey me completely. Do you notice how the craving builds stronger each time you imagine being told exactly what to do?😊