The submission inbox: Where obsession grows

Description: You linger in my inbox, desperate for even the smallest shred of my attention, sending endless, meaningless messages. why? because the need for my control has burrowed so deep into your very being, hasn’t it? each word you send is just another pathetic attempt to keep me close because you know that without me, you’re lost. i can feel how desperate you are on the other side of that screen! you can’t even help yourself anymore. you wait all day for me to tell you what to do, what task to preform, what information i want, how much to send, how to touch yourself, when to stop, and when to beg for more. and right now, i know you’re already squirming. you’ve been aching for this moment all day, haven’t you? hands hovering, just waiting for me to give you permission to start. well buy up and lets get to it.