#resus switch

[defibrillate-the-hidden]

I don’t just crave control, I devour it. I want you trembling beneath the weight of my will, every breath you take parceled out at my discretion. Your body, your moans, your very pulse all mine to command. I press down, and you respond: a gasp, a shudder, a plea.

I hold you, mind, flesh, desire, in the touch of my hands, tightening just enough to remind you who owns your rhythm, your ruin, your release.

The void beckons its promise of release. But the control intoxicates every sense. It's me you answer to. And when I take, it’s not out of mercy. It’s because I can.