#𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ๋࣭ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 ๋࣭ ⭑🦋๋࣭ ⭑

[darling-dollette]

If you could see through my eyes, you would know how utterly divine you are, my darling.

[darling-dollette]

Let me sink my teeth into your neck until I feel your pulse go dead. Die, for me.

[darling-dollette]

My darling, would you let me bleed for you?

[darling-dollette]

𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬���𝐬.

I want to see someone cower beneath me as I coo at them. Whispering sickly sweet nothings into their ears as I place a finger on their mouth- dragging it down to part their lips and trace their jawline- landing upon the delicate skin of their neck. Thump, thump- the precious beat of a pulse.

I imagine how much they would tremble; lost and utterly terrified. To watch them cling desperately onto a part of my clothing, anything to ground themselves and stay focused on me. How I hush their whimpers and pleas of mercy.

That exquisite pulse under my finger- luring me to bring myself closer. I would tilt their chin up, hearing the hitch of their breath. Open my mouth, only placing my teeth on their skin. Enough to mark, but not bleed.

Perhaps that will give them hope. That I was merely teasing- and they would sigh. Only for me to sink my teeth into their neck, blood gushing as it pours into my throat; quenching a thirst I never knew I had before this euphoric moment.

Oh, their lovely cries of agony. Will it be a vile look of detest? Or one of heart-wrenching betrayal? Watching life slowly fade from their eyes, falling limp to death. At the very least, they died in the arms of someone who loves them and the meager sustenance they provided.

[darling-dollette]

𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐭.

I want to make someone feel useless without me. To have them do everything in my name, every action they take just another attempt at gaining my attention and pleasing me. Basing their self-worth on my approval- they would be nothing without me. Having them ask me about every little thing; from things that I like which will raise my fondness for them, to begging me to make decisions in their life- even if they are bad ones.

Willingly doing anything I ask, without question. If I told them to ruin their life, give it to me, they would do so in a heartbeat. If I ever looked at them with contempt, they would just wither inside from making the wrong call. They should not be the one to call the shots anyway. Everything depends solely on me- I know what is best for them, after all. Everything that I do for them, decide for them, it is all out of love.

And they would be right in the palm of my hands; my own little puppet to control. I would choose their fate, be it heaven or hell. If they are to be glorified in the spotlight, or a broken husk of what they once were ditched behind the curtains only for me to play with.

[darling-dollette]

𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

To have someone bound to me, in the literal sense of the word. They may be mine- soul overflowed and dripping my honeyed love, but it is always better when I can ensure that they will never escape my clutches. It would also be the perfect opportunity to show them off, when everything about them screams they you belong to.

Such an intimate gesture it is; having their throat be wrapped by something that I personally chose. Although, I do hope they put up a fight. It would be all the more entertaining if they tried to resist the inevitable. Such a silly dog, hm?

There is no fighting against what you got yourself into. This is where you finish what you started.

Then, I would observe them from afar. Even days after that, watching them tug at the band around their neck- desperately craving freedom. To feel their skin breathe only for it to become more irritated by the contact. How they would cry- perhaps even whine at such humiliation.

Oh, but I needed to do this. This was a reward, after all. Because they had been behaving so well. And good mutts are always seen with a collar; leashed when they are outside so as to not stray far away from their owner. Good mutts, know that they should wait obediently to be praised.

They would get used to it, eventually. No matter how slow the process is. After all, I am a patient woman. They will learn to accept it, by being trained. I could take very good care of my favourite little mutt.

[darling-dollette]

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.

I want to tear someone apart, and not physically. I want to do so in a way that weakens their spirit- shattering their mind in the process. To have them so lost without direction or a guiding hand, that they would latch onto the person who broke them in the first place.

I would carefully choose the remains of their identity. Only picking the parts which I find tasteful, tossing aside the unnecessary ones deemed not fit to please me. And slowly, tenderly, I create my own little mosaic out of them.

The only thing that would keep them stable is me; stitched together by fragile threads of praise and borderline condescension. How I would tell them- that they are nothing without me. Pulled apart at the seams and every edge ripped.

Soon enough they will know nothing else but me. I am the one who created the world they now know, and I could be the one to break it at any time I wish. Either for fun, or if they get out of line. It would be best if they stay obedient so their life would not fall apart by the same loving hands that made them.

[darling-dollette]

If someone called me a dumb little pup right now, it would fix me. Turn off my brain pretty please <3

[darling-dollette]

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

To completely, and utterly own someone. Having their very essence within the palm of my hand- manipulating it every which way I love most. Weaving the fabrics of their reality to wrap around my figure; being the sole designer that shapes them into a form of art.

Every moment of their life would be another piece to the collection. Carefully crafted, intricately, just to please my own self as I take pride in my work. They are a masterpiece, so undeniably mine to all who lay their eyes upon them. My name would be etched into their very soul.

Taking away their freedom to think of anything for themselves is what I strive for. Any action they take would only be because I allow it. Never will they need to worry about such trivial matters. Their only concern should be to please me- to win over my affection that they desperately crave to be awarded.

Oh, the precious, beating heart that lives within them. It would be such a shame to leave it be. Why, it would be unfair- for the organ that keeps them alive should be loved too. Only then will I have them ensnared for all of eternity. So even if it pains them, even when they cling to me with tears dripping onto cold tile, I must.

With the touch of a lover; I will pry apart the confines of their heart. Making my way through their ribcage that keeps their- my heart hostage. To scoop my very life close, only to gorge on it so we may finally become one. Their blood now not only drips on my skin, but so too does it run through my veins. How delectable they would taste, I believe. Such a shame that they never gave themself up as an offering to their deity willingly. Thus leading me to taking matters into my own hands.

[darling-dollette]

I need to break you to tame you, darling.

[darling-dollette]

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