Your a junkie for a certain kind of hit... you are a junkie for being a powerless piece of putty in my hands that a stretch and push into my image. You are addicted to the way I take away your consent, the way I disregard your boundaries- bound in a dangerous contract that prevents you from refusal and disobedience. With so much on the line you will literally do anything for me, although you are scared, you cannot help with leak and pant like a mindless slave.