Hi. There's something I need to talk with you about. Don't worry. It's nothing bad.
Just something I need to get off my chest. Do you remember a few weeks back when we went
to that party together? Mm-hmm. That one. There was a moment at the party where you
were feeling overwhelmed and you asked me to come outside with you and get some fresh
air. Do you remember that? Yes. I'm getting to the point. Just give me a minute. So I
remember in that moment when we were outside, you like huddled up close to me for comfort
and you gave me this look. There was just a hint of embarrassment in it, but there was
something else too. Something deeper. That look you're giving me right now is pretty
similar. At first, I thought you were just relieved to be outside the party, but no,
I'm not so sure. I almost think it might've been a needy look, like when you want something
but you just can't say it out loud. Now, why would you have given me a needy look when
you are already feeling comfortable? It's okay. You don't have to answer. I'm pretty
sure I already know. We've been friends long enough that I can read you pretty well. You
see, I thought I knew what that look meant, but I didn't trust my instincts at first.
Looking back on it though, I think I read you right. That look was and is a needy look.
So what is it that you need so badly? You don't need to answer that either. I think
I already know. What you want is me. You want me to do certain things to you. I could ask
what, but I think we both already know, don't we? I wonder what you think of at night before
you go to bed or what you think of when you're alone and horny. Could it be that you think
of me doing unspeakable things to you? That you think about me and you together? Maybe
just us cuddling? Me holding you tightly? It's more than that though, isn't it? I've
told you what I like to do with my lovers. Tie them up, make them back, pin them down
and make them come over and over. Make them kneel and pleasure me. That's what you want.
The dominance, the loss of control. You want me to take you, to own you, to make you mine.
Or maybe you don't. Maybe I'm wrong about everything I just said. Only you know. Either
way, you have a choice to make. That can all be yours if you want it. If you want me, my
dominance. If you don't, that's fine. I apologize for jumping to conclusions and I sincerely
hope we can remain friends. But if you do, then just tell me and you can be mine whenever
you choose. So what will it be? Do you want to be mine?