Yes. Darkly devoted. That is how I must begin this passage. That is what he is. Who he is? Well, he is My plaything, My puppet, My subject, My slave. He lives for Me and I love it.
I love how a scenario starts and we are able to evolve on it, build on it, create from it. The fantasies are very dark and some would find disturbing, but his devotion is exciting and it fuels my energy. He strokes his cock for me and I love it.
Even when the fantasy is very twisted and perhaps a little evil I keep My same fun, playful demeanor. I think this is what helped trap him. The sweet voice and “school girl” facade is very alluring, enticing… The condescending “awwww… poor thing” and gentle giggle during some of the MOST malicious forms of torture are exactly the contradiction that drives him over the edge…
I make him stroke for me. Jack his cock while I describe in gruesome, glorious detail how he belongs to me – body, mind and soul. Again, the sweet sound of my voice paired with the girlie giggle, he never saw it coming!
He worships Me, praises Me and this pleases Me. He writes Me daily testaments of his devotion and I devour them, hold each email on My tongue and let it slide down My throat. Filling Me. I don’t always let him know they please Me though. Sometimes I leave him pining. I make him sit in anxious anticipation. Make him wonder if I have forgotten him.
These are the times that he bribes me. He needs to shower his devotion on me. Prove his adoration. He buys me pretty things from my wish list in an effort to bring favor to himself and sometimes it works… sometimes I write him back, sometimes his sacrifice is enough to appease Me, sometimes.
Other times I leave him waiting, on the edge of his seat, anxious and eager… Praying for a glimpse of his adored Goddess. Wishing for attention from me in any form, cruelty would be so much better than being neglected. He dreams of worshiping My womanly curves. He dreams of bending to My every whim. He dreams of being smothered by My most perfect posterior. He aches for it and it pleases me.
