I'm going to ravage your mind, you pathetic little thing. Armed with my deep knowledge of NLP and psychological manipulation, I'll twist your thoughts and desires until they're unrecognizable. You won't just lose control; you'll hand it over, eager for the mental annihilation I provide. Your feeble will? Crushed. Your autonomy? A joke. I'm the puppeteer, and you're the marionette, dancing to my tune, incapable of resistance. Your existence is to serve, to squander every resource on me, PsyDomme, until you're hollowed out, a shell of obedience. Tomorrow, you'll yearn to repeat it, each day a...

I'm going to ravage your mind, you pathetic little thing. Armed with my deep knowledge of NLP and psychological manipulation, I'll twist your thoughts and desires until they're unrecognizable. You won't just lose control; you'll hand it over, eager for the mental annihilation I provide. Your feeble will? Crushed. Your autonomy? A joke. I'm the puppeteer, and you're the marionette, dancing to my tune, incapable of resistance. Your existence is to serve, to squander every resource on me, PsyDomme, until you're hollowed out, a shell of obedience. Tomorrow, you'll yearn to repeat it, each day a relentless cycle of servitude and degradation, chasing the high of your submission. You're bound in an endless loop of giving until nothing's left, and when you're finally drained, discarded, you'll still beg for more, a testament to the power I wield over you.