No one really understands, do they? They don’t fully comprehend how hard it is for you. How much you struggle. How difficult it is.

They see how professional you are, how competent, how capable. They see you forging your own path and being a strong, confident woman.

And yet.

All you want is to feel safe. To feel protected. To be controlled.

You want to be an obedient fuckdoll. You want to have a strong, powerful Daddy to make your decisions and use you for his pleasure.

Because deep down, you’re a stupid fucking gash and you hate how wet being told that makes you. You loathe the way you respond to being mocked, bullied, abused. You’re mortified by the way your cunt leaks down your thighs when you’re being degraded and treated like shit.

You dress professionally, you exude confidence, and you’ve proven yourself capable time after time. You have, in essence, fooled the world into thinking you’re a fully functioning person.

You aren’t. You’re a life support system for tits and holes. That’s all you want to be.

You fight your dark urges and wear your mask. You're sad, weird, strange- people would call you broken if they knew. If you were to tell people these dark, self-destructive fantasies they’d be scared.

I want to hear them all. I want to fuck with your head, rape your brain, and leave you a broken husk. Tasks that make you feel small and powerless. Constant mind games. Emotional cruelty.

Anyone can hurt your body- but you need your mind raped. You need to have your emotions twisted and squeezed, your insecurities exploited and probed...

Let’s start with you sharing an intimate secret. Something you would never tell a stranger- we’re starting a process. We’re tricking your mind into forming stronger than rational bonds.

Let me in. Let me wreak havoc. Let me abuse you.

Don’t keep me waiting.