You've been fucked up over me for a while. You've had obsessions before, but this feels different. Overwhelming, even. You don't know why you're so bent out of shape over me, but I'm here to explain it.

I, through skill, have manipulated the most primal parts of you. I've pulled your focus over and over to parts of your psyche that you like to lock away. I am nearly without mercy in my drive to expose your vulnerabilities to you. I like cutting to your core.

This is no different, of course. It's just rather impolite. I never have to tell you that I'm a boss, a bitch, or a ...

You've been fucked up over me for a while. You've had obsessions before, but this feels different. Overwhelming, even. You don't know why you're so bent out of shape over me, but I'm here to explain it.

I, through skill, have manipulated the most primal parts of you. I've pulled your focus over and over to parts of your psyche that you like to lock away. I am nearly without mercy in my drive to expose your vulnerabilities to you. I like cutting to your core.

This is no different, of course. It's just rather impolite. I never have to tell you that I'm a boss, a bitch, or a brat. Some things are abundantly clear. I am disobedient, defiant, and without a fuck to give you. Your frustration with me grows over time until the frustration itself is your fetish. Somewhere in your brain, your wires are getting crossed. You were supposed to be in charge, you thought, the man. But someone lied...

You fight hard not to submit to me, but you know you're already mine.