You've done it again. You brought yourself to me. Now you're strung out on how you feel.

You understand implicitly that every word I write is engineered to one end: To control you. You can feel that I've done something to you, even just by reading these descriptions. You know the only way to save yourself is to run...but you can't move. Did I slip you something? Would I even need to?

To reiterate your captivity, I have a single ribbon. I've bound you so tightly that no restraint is needed.

You've asked me to stop. I know your mind too well. You don't want my mercy... Show more