Control. You think you want it, but when it all boils down to it, you don't. You want ME to control you. My exquisite beauty is a powerful, isn't it? The kind of chemical that makes you flush with intense arousal and leaves you feeling desperate to touch yourself. I know how to utilize this power to make you need me more than oxygen and that need. You cannot resist. You don't want to. As you watch me strip out of my skin-tight dress, breathing the sensual urgings into your ears, you feel your willpower break down. You feel all other desires fade away. You need me and only me. Show more