Whether you are ready matters not, all that matters is your compulsion to obey my commands and your persistent pursuit of freedom through oblivion. I have a way of mesmerizing and entrancing you that takes hold almost immediately, from that first controlled breath for me, following my count as you inhale deeply and hold it while gazing into my brilliant blue eyes. You begin to sink deeper into that space you crave but we are not here solely for your desires and I want to push you further. I have you repeat your inhales, breathing in that inebriating aroma as your will gets weaker and your mind begins to shatter. What remains of your functioning brain is still ever so eager to please me, so you push on through my relentless demands and follow my instructions until you are little more than a puppet on a string for me. Exactly what you’ve been craving, no thoughts, just Mistress Cordelia. I delight in making you so vulnerable and helpless, so impressionable to my every whim and the fact that you come begging for it makes it ever so sweet to me.