You’re already weak, but I’m going to take you lower. With every inhalation of that ... aroma, I strip away what’s left of your will. You’ll take it deeper, each breath of aroma sinking you further under my control. The more you inhale, the more you're mine, powerless to resist. And I’ll whisper threats of blackmail in your ear, knowing that you’ll do anything to keep your pathetic secrets safe... even when you know I’ve already won.