You’ll never know how much it means to me when you send me those trembling photos from the bathroom following every filthy instruction while I’m miles away.
I sit in my office watching as they come in knowing you’re dripping and desperate and still obeying because my voice is the only law you need.
That kind of remote control isn’t cruelty it’s communion.
You’ve given me the keys to your mind your body your pleasure and I carry them like a sacred responsibility.
Your total dependence is the greatest honor of my life.