The Itch

The itch to want to give yourself up to me. The desire, the urge, it’s too strong. Why don’t you just give into it. Let me take over your life and decide what you can and can’t do.

Let me manipulate you everyday to obey my every command. To do what I want. You’ll slowly but surely start to turn your brain off and sink further and further into a deep subspace where you won’t even be able to control yourself anymore.

I’d give you tasks and you won’t ask twice. You’ll do them with no complaints. You’ll melt into my hands where I will mold you into my very own little pet that I control.

You’ll become what I want. You’ll start to drain your wallet more and more until you’re waiting every pay check, sweating, knowing that your Goddess already owns it.