You have a very troubled and odd relationship with control, young man.  You need it, you crave it and you seek it at any and every turn, except one…when you are engaging with your Mistress. You like when your Mistress takes complete control of your cock.  She tells you when you can stroke it and when you may be allowed to have a little-squirt cummie or two.  Total control is exactly what you want from me…and it is exactly what you will have coming to you.

But the reality is, to burst your dreamy bubble, you in fact have almost no control of anything in your life.  Is that not so?  Don’t forget…I know you pretty well at this point and it is your very inability to control your external and internal worlds that drive you to be at the pretty feet of a dominant woman like myself.  You have little control over your sexual needs and desires and more times than not follow your penis like it was the Pied Piper…inevitably leading you into one form of trouble or another.
 

You may pretend you are in control but that is a myth.  Your world is quite small and narrow and is centered around your oh-so-precious dick.  You live in a universe best characterized as being “penile-centric.”  You are, in fact, a modern-day Galileo…except you observe the heavens through an erect cock instead of a telescope.  You are a beast, a pervert and a pussy all wrapped in one and at my command. As I said…this is what you want and this is what you shall have.

By now your dick is pointed toward the North Star which means it is time to call me and receive your well-deserved comeuppance.