Imagine me commanding you to get down on your knees and gaze up into my superior eyes. The response of your body and brain is instant. My eyes have the power to make you feel exposed and so submissive. You yearn for this feeling. You need it. You need my sweet yet assertive voice commanding you to worship my bewitching eyes and my divine face. You know you'll fall deeper in love with me and my dominant attitude. You can feel an obsessive urge creeping in. You know you'll get addicted to the penetrating way I look at you. But you can't help it. You won't be able to stay away from the danger. You can't ignore the pulsing need to look into my eyes and chant me back whatever I want you to spell out for me. You will have to admit it: worshiping my face is your obsession