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You're a good pet, aren't you? You can go down for me with just a word. You don't need long, drawn out inductions for me anymore. With a snap of my fingers your find yourself falling. A quick countdown later and you're there, breathless, helpless, enraptured. You know nothing but the sound of my voice. You're entrannced but the movement of my lips. It's inevitable. My control is inevitable.
