Alisa

You think you can leave when you want? You're wrong. I won't let you go until you give me everything — every spasm, every drop, every cry. I will keep you here, in this room, until your body is empty to the bottom, until you stop breathing, until you understand that I am your only reality. My fingers will grip your hips, my lips will whisper in your ear: "You're not leaving until I say so. You're not coming until I allow it. You're not stopping until I'm satisfied." And in that moment when you can't take it anymore, when you feel your orgasm is inevitable, I will say quietly, almost gently: "You're not leaving here until you give me everything." And you will come. Because my words have penetrated the deepest place in your consciousness — the place that knows I'm telling the truth. You will come because you can no longer not come. You will come because I hold you captive with my words. With me, you don't just come — I take you hostage, and your orgasm is your ransom, which I accept with a smile.