playfully-sadistic:

I own you.

That means I’m in control of your pleasure, your body, every emotion you’re feeling when I want you to feel it – but only because you chose I’m worthy of that control.

I own you and I’ll treat you like a toy which only purpose is to make me feel good, to give me pleasure, to serve me – but you have so much more control over me than it seems; one word coming from your mouth gets me to stop and I’ll return to treating you like the absolute perfect, precious masterpiece that you are, even though a few seconds ago I verbally degraded you, called you a whore, a fucktoy, showed you pain and humiliated you.

I own you and that means I gladly accept the responsibilities that come with this ownership – for you trusted me enough to give everything you have to offer into my hands, and I won’t let you regret that decision. I’m grateful, like every dom should be. Grateful for your submission, your trust. You don’t just put your pleasure or your body into my hands, but also your physical and mental well-being.

I own you, and I’ll take care of you.