Gently mesmerized to zone out, breathe with Mistress, breathe and forget, and light as a feather, stiff as a board. You're going to be my doll. You can't move. It's so strange. All your thoughts aren't there. A bubble for a boy brain. A brain for me to play with, a body for me to use. And I'm feeling evil. I want to make a mess with my dolly.
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