He does something to me.
He has cut away the layers of my hiding spot.
He found me.
From the moment I met him in person, I knew he would. I knew he was probably the only one who could.
He opens my mind so much he pulls some of the darkest desires out.
He frightens me or I'm frightened by what he brings out in me.
I'm quite afraid of how far this will go.
But this is what I wanted. Right?
This is exactly what I asked him to do. Isn't it?
Break me down layer by layer.
Force me to explore the things that frighten me.
He is the only one I trust to lead me.
He is the only one I have trusted to peak behind my locked doors of hidden desires of debauchery.
I fear the freedom as much as I love it.
The moment that blindfold is securely over my eyes I am no longer me.
I am HIS pet.
Eager to obey.
Eager to learn.
Eager to please him.
Eager to show him that I'm worth his time.