Be My Puppet

We've only just met, but you find yourself drawn into my voice as it washes over you like a spider's web, weaving puppet strings around your wrists and ankles like my enslaved marionette...those strings will be tied in...other places as well. You already feel my control seeping into the deepest levels of your subconscious, triggering your most base desires - but make no mistake, you'll pleasure yourself when I tell you, how I tell you.