You crave the submission and vulnerability. As the fear creeps up, you only get harder. Funny how that works. Is it my power? deviousness? manipulative tendencies hidden behind a sweet and innocent smile? whatever it is, you can't get enough of being on the edge of your seat and wondering what I am capable of doing to your life. The pleasure of that should overcome any ego driven fear, so just send me everything I need. It's not like it matters much if you send a little more information, considering that you've been unawarely leaving breadcrumbs the entire time you've participated in your fetish. So go on and just send a little more...it won't hurt and it feels so so good and you know it.