I love seeing you squirm, knowing that you’re not allowed to touch yourself until I let you. I love having that power over you.

You’re so good, all spread out for me like that. You’re so beautiful, so gorgeous. My perfect little pet.

Don’t hide your fetishes from me. They give me a new way to control you, to make you beg and moan and scream. I crave that. I crave you.

There is nothing more beautiful than the markings on your stomach, or the bruises lining your chest. I love knowing that you’re mine.

I love seeing your neck, covered with hickeys, exposed for everyone to see. It lets them know that you’re mine.