You agree that submission tastes so sweet, yet I can still sense there's still an ounce of resistance within you.  I'm going to erase that final crumb.  Teasing and taunting you with my latex clad body is convincing enough to encourage you to don a gasmask for me, and to take big deep breaths of my Femdom Gas. Each deep inhalation that you take for me shatters any remaining reluctance, you start realising and accepting that I really do know what's best for you, that I truly am a superior being, and that there is nothing sweeter than surrendering to me.   When I instruct you to beg for my strap-on, you will beg.  You'll realise that you're already craving it.  With every single breath you take, you fall deeper.  More under my spell, and my control.  You want to be my toy, my goodboy, my hole, my drone, my slave.