You are, ostensibly, a well-rounded, fulfilled, paradigm of the twenty-first century woman: you’re educated, independent, financially secure, and happy.

And you want it all taken away from you piece by piece.

You’re tired of pretending you’re something other than three holes and a pair of tits, tired of pretending that you have some innate dignity or worth, and tired of pretending that you should have any control over your own life.

It’s not inaccurate to say I’m a misogynist- I do think women are inferior, at least to me. Then again, I know everyone is an inferior to me.

At least you have the self-awareness to realize you need to suffer. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t still be reading.

You’ve searched for someone to truly make you suffer, haven’t you? All you find are guys that maybe want you to wear nipple clamps and get permission to come. Maybe they try to give you a bedtime.

I want to destroy you. I want to redefine your life as a series of endurance tests, ranging from mildly uncomfortable to nearly impossible. I want to drain the comfort from your safe, happy life.

I love control. Micromanagement and macro, every single facet. Taking a self-sufficient, confident woman (or at least a desperate whore who pretends well) and using her own desires and needs against her, using her need to give up control to slowly take over her life, until every decision is based on my inputs. Until my programming and training has left her my puppet, responding without thinking. Until she’s reminded of her station and place with every action, every ritual, every moment.

It’s not about having to message and ask my input on every little thing- the goal is to manipulate and program you until you appear self-sufficient. And in making those programs inflict as much misery as possible.

When I say misery, I mean it literally. I want you to suffer- not just in sexy, fun ways. I want to drain the enjoyment from your life- your suffering is my joy. Every bit of it.

The more you hate me- the more you hate yourself for your behavior- the happier I am. You will be constantly degraded. There will be little kindness- enough to keep you crawling back, tastes the emphasize the cruelty more.

Let me probe and explore your mind. Let me find the areas that are the most vulnerable. Let me destroy your ego and id, leaving only my programming behind.

Let me enjoy your misery.