We’ve been thinking a lot about our kinks. Why we love being controlled, hypnotized, treated like a pet, an object.

We can’t really explain it. We just know how we feel. Like a tool being used, like a pet being given the order to handshake, to roll over. Our owners giving a devilish grin, knowing that, even if we tried to resist, a couple of simple words would have us on our knees again

We don’t need to think
To worry
To even speak words

We are completely
Utterly
Owned~