Psychological and Strap-on Domination

I have tried to think of the words that best sum up Miss Jasmine and I found it incredibly hard. I found it hard because the words which stuck out in my head were enigmatic and a contrast. Contrast is the word which sticks with me. She is empathetic yet cruel. Humble yet narcissistic. Independent yet needy.
Is she those things? Or is she just manipulating me? I don’t really care as long as I am allowed to be blessed with her presence.
The first time I met her I was scared of her beauty. She was so much better than me. But then that applies to everyone. Nobody compares. Her eyes her smile. Just everything. She demanded I gave her all I had to give and I had no choice. I gave her all I had to give. She pushed my limits and systematically picked me apart while laughing at me. But all the while reassuring me that I was pleasing her.
She owns me yet tells me she doesn’t because she knows that’s important for me to feel a modicum of freedom. I know I am hers. She can use me however she likes she just knows I can’t admit that. She has stolen my mind my body and my soul.
For me she conquers the world. Her beauty conquers the world as does her craft. Her touch her look her laugh her voice her smell.
She is and forever will be perfection.

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