CHOOSE YOUR
DOMINANCE STYLE
Calm & Certain
I speak once. You will follow before you have decided to. My presence simply settles over you with the weight of something that was always going to happen. You have been carrying the exhausting burden of your own authority for a very long time. I am the stillness on the other side of that. Absolute, unhurried, and completely certain of you.
Cold & Cruel
You are already beneath me. I have no interest in your effort, your need, or your hunger for my attention. You will ache for recognition you will never receive. And watching you keep reaching for it anyway is where my pleasure lives. You came here wanting to be wanted. I find that delicious.
Sensual & Suffocating
I get so close. Close enough that the outside world stops existing entirely. Just you and I. My voice fills every space in your mind until there is nothing left but the sensation of being completely consumed. You will feel me in your throat, in your chest, pressing down until breathing itself belongs to me. Give in to that. You were going to anyway.
Soft & Devoted
I see the parts of you that have never been allowed out. The quiet, hidden, desperate parts that have been waiting a very long time to be claimed. I am going to reach inside and take them. Gently. Completely. My warmth will wrap around you so thoroughly that you will not notice how absolutely you belong to me until it is far too late to care.
Unstable & Possessive
You will never know what comes next. I shift without warning and leave you suspended in the space between what I just gave you and what I might take away. You will become desperate to read me, to please me, to stay in my favour. You will fail. And the failing will bring you back every single time. I am the most consuming thing you have ever encountered. You already feel it.
Arrival
I take your attention first. Before you have decided to give it, it is already mine. You will become aware of my presence in the room with you... in your body, in the air around you. You will follow my voice before your mind has had the chance to weigh in. This is where it begins.
The Pressure
Something shifts. My voice gets closer, heavier, more deliberate. The thoughts you arrived with start to lose their grip. Your defenses; the ones you didn't even know you were holding, begin to release. I apply pressure to exactly the right places. You will feel yourself yielding before you have named it as surrender.
The Threshold
I bring you somewhere you have not been before. Right to the edge of it. And then I leave you there. The experience ends, but what I have done to you does not. You will carry it... in your body, in the silence after. That feeling is the mark. And it will not let you forget where you heard my voice.