

Is that what you want? To be my slave? It must be, if you're still listening. Or maybe you already don't have a choice, and my words are already carrying you away, establishing their authority over you, wrapping your hard, helpless mind in my feminine authority. That is what you came for, saw signs of feminine authority and like a moth to the flame, here you are. In a sense, you could say that I controlled you even before you heard my voice.