Her mind, body and soul, all belong to me. I caused a problem for myself, more importantly, I’ve ruined her forever. She will control it, because if not, the punishment will be greater. I know it’s not fair, but I really do not care. I control her in every way, and she does what I say. You know why? Because, I fucking.....say. You always hurt the one you love, and the one you love, will always hurt for you.
“In this moment I will not hold your hand. I will not guide you. I do what I want. I want what I take, and when I take, I fucking Dominate. I feed you my energy and corrupt your sensibilities. I will challenge every notion of pleasure you've ever known. I will shatter every boundary you thought you would never cross. If you come here to just fuck, I will make you fall in love. If you come here to just love, I will make you a chocolate addict. If you come here to just give, I will leave you giving me everything with no limits.
You will come to me, then you will cum for me. I am your first of many things, last of few. I am the Alpha and Omega, as I have reiterated this. The beginning and end. You are a submissive of mine, you are a full time submissive. Not part time submissive. Not a weekend submissive. Not a holiday submissive. Not a vacation submissive. Your submission for me is not part time either, or half obtainable. I will protect you like you are a piece of fragile glass. Cherish your heart like a gift, but I will destroy, devour, Dominate, gradually dismantle, your body like it is unbreakable. Savagely. The fact that I love you, won't save you tonight. I am going to fuck you up. Every touch, no matter how rough or how tender. It is a reminder of how much you need me. You are appreciative. I show you how I appreciate you....to be stuck. Slapped. Kissed. Fucked. Made love to. Caressed. Used. As I choose to use you. You Are Mine. A man who ruins you perfectly in every way you have ever secretly desired. A powerful MAN. A Chocolate KING. A Dominant BEAST. A Sadistic vampire DADDY. A prominent MASTER. Who shows you love in many forms. Kind and unkind. All for you. All needed. Now smile for me......so I can fucking just slap that smile off your face and grab it. Muscular hands grasp ahold of you. Breathless. But breathe for me one more time. As I make all your dreams come true, I want you to whisper, 'thank you.'
You will always be humble to me, no matter how long it is, whether we are here, there or not there, because you respect what I can do. Which is the best in the world at what I fucking do. You respect how I make you feel, and you now respect what I’ve done to you. You will always respect me, because of how I Dominate you. How I've Dominated you. You will respect my Dominance for as long as you live. And when you don't, you know I can always take it away, for a short period of time to punish and control you.
The way I leave you in a trance. Put you in subspace. Punish you emotionally, physically, or psychologically. For as long as you live, no other man nor beast will ever love you or fuck you as passionately. Dominantly. Forcefully. Roughly. Powerfully. Properly as I do you.
Two lovers you will always remember. Number one, your first love, and second, myself. And even there it will pale in comparison to me. I will pleasure you with pain. Spoil you with bruises. Those are your gifts. Wear them with pride. I will bite the meatiest parts of your flesh. Meticulously. Methodical. Calculating and taking my time. You are my main course meal. I will savor every bite. As you are momentarily dazed by my Dominant behavior. Enjoying you to the fullest. Your body and my body. My mouth and your mouth. My thick, long chocolate dick, and your tight, drenched delicious pussy get along famously. Stern Dominant. On top of the fucking food chain. Now I show you why I will always be on top of you. With knowledge comes trust automatically. One of the reasons you confide in me. One of the reasons you give yourself to me. An inexperienced man will always leave a level of uncertainty for you. To you I'm everything. Beast incarnate. Daddy. Sadist. King Kong.
You will never forget this sharp mind, big ass morphine, demon dick, and tornado tongue. And I know what to do with all three to you, and I do it extremely well. To be mine, you will be giving up many parts of you. When I take, I take completely. The psychological and physical abuse I give you, will either make or break you forever. Give you a case of algolagnia. Pain without sex and sex without pain will never make sense to you. As you will need both to be fulfilled. You will witness the alteration of your entire being. You will evolve into a strong woman, or deteriorate and become a weak one. You are worthless, until I make you priceless. You are nothing, until I make you something. You know nothing, until I've shown you everything. I'll fuck you to every song, so when you hear them when I'm not around, you will think of me.”
I grabbed her by her ankles, as I command her to get on top of me, “get on this horse, and giddy up, now bounce on that shit like you mean it slut!" Staring down at it like that, whispering softly but forcefully in her ear, "oh you're fucking nasty, aren't you? You love bouncing off of Daddy I see."
Maneuvering my muscular, big hands to her waist. Mastering her curves. Controlling all her movements. Her love handles, I handle just to handle. Spreading her ass cheeks hard, just to get in there deeper. Grasp a fist full of her hair, with one hand, other slapping each ass cheek. Love how my hand print looks on her, branding my territory. She screams with every delicious, impactful slap.
"Yes, you whore, get my big chocolate dick rock hard with your pain. With your suffering. With your cries. With your moans. Your whimpering. All that shit belongs to me. I created it." Thumb in her butt. Double the pain. Double the pleasure. She and I both hear and feel every impactful, delicious slap. Hair pulling can be essential. When the endorphins kick in, it can be extremely pleasurable. Women have twice as many nerve receptors than men. Causing them to feel pain more intensely. They have a high tolerance for it as well. When pulling her hair, pull more towards the scalp. It's an intense feeling.
As the few chemicals released from our brains during intercourse that Oxytocin now turns your pain into pleasure. Now it becomes addictive. The endorphins kicking in. What would normally hurt, is soothing. So, I pull it, I pull it harder.
"You now need consistent Discipline. There will be pain involved, but only if you ask nicely. Now beg bitch!" As I whisper softly in her ear, my firm grasp by my powerful hands maintain her. "Lose yourself in my insanity. As you find peace in my chaos. I trigger your fickle emotions. You will never be one thing forever. You will never be one way forever. When the endorphins kick in, and the oxytocin drip from your brain. Penetrating your pituitary gland, dripping of dopamine, as you fall in deeper love than ever before. Causing you to rain down all over me. A monsoon is due, as I witness a raging river of you. Give me everything I fucking own; your screams, your pain, your lust, your breaths, your cries, your body temperature, your begging, your orgasms. As I explore the depths of your body. Go ahead now and beg me to allow you to cum. I'm going to train you on how to take this thick, long chocolate dick like the animal I want you to be. The nymphomaniac I turn you into for me."
Fucking her like the filthy slut she is for me. The whore she wants to be. The bitch she wants, was brought out of her. She needs this 'Discipline therapy.' I crave her flesh. The beast in me yearns to feast upon her. I crave her moans, her screams, her cries. She yearns for my bruises, and my marks, as a reminder of where she belongs, and to whom she belongs to. She needs the pain. But not just any damn pain, my pain. And she needs it from my hand. She yearns for my Dominance, and my strength. I am her balance she's searched for her entire fucking life. I am her potent drug. I provide what she needs, she never realized she needed. I quiet her busy thoughts, she doesn't need to analyze everything all the time. I am her escape. I make her feel like a real woman, I make her feel like a Goddess. I make her feel alive.
“We both drown in your pool of lust. We die together. Reborn as immortals. Where do you belong?” I asked her. She said, “I belong with you.” And I then said….“Always, and don’t you ever forget it. I want you sore, I want you to hurt. I will leave my mark on you, therefore, when you feel it the following day it is a constant reminder of what we’ve done. Who you are to me, who the
fuck I am, what this is, and where the fuck you belong. Exactly how I want you. Exactly how I need you. Stick to me like scotch tape. I want to eat you alive like an entree. When you are helpless. Vulnerable. Completely bound. It is when you are the most beautiful. You trigger my voracious appetite. Whether you are bound physically or bound psychologically just know it is where your soul craves to be. You will witness the power I possess. As you will experience it as well. My mind will seduce you. My hand will correct you. My thick long chocolate dick will destroy you. My eyes will quiet your noisy soul. My words will hold your mind captive. In my presence I will not even need to say a word. Instincts will take you to your knees. My Dominance will take you deep into the welcoming darkness. You will become brutally, roughly, savagely in love with me. You will be obsessed with me. EXACTLY HOW I WANT YOU. You will be crazy for me. EXACTLY HOW I WANT YOU. I will love you violently, as you are destroyed by the extent of my sadism. EXACTLY HOW I WANT YOU. I'm the kush, you are the blunt. The fire between us will take you to heights you've never been. I am your ecstasy and you can't resist or deny me. You are my peace to my nightmares, as I am your chaos to your wonderful dreams. You are the object of my unbridled lust. To be taken. To be desired. To be hurt. To be Dominated. To be conquered. No matter what, you are obedient, you are a star in my eyes.
You will start to realize that stars cannot shine without the dark. How you are not just expected to wait on your knees, at my feet. But it is the place you feel safest. EXACTLY.......HOW........I.......WANT......YOU.” I said, "no one would dare to say something or look at your pretty self. They don't want to see that vicious monster shit come out of me. I'm over protective. You will never get the love I provide to you from another as long as you shall live.” She said, "all these men, but my eyes are on a King. But not just any king. On you.” I asked a rhetorical question "why?" She said, "because you're a good witch girl's Sadistic Daddy." I said, "good girl." She said to me...
"Discipline, you're real. You do exist." I chuckled. "You will always be fond of someone like me. Fuck that, you will always be fond of me. You will crave Discipline. It will become a requirement. You will witness power that's unprecedented. I'm more than breathing to you. I'm intoxicating. I'm like your most potent drug. Like, even if you were to walk away, the urge would keep coming back. Every man you encounter from this day forward, you will compare me to. Wish they possess the qualities and attributes I possess. You will experience my all. I will not be satisfied until you gush. Pop that pussy, like a six-shot magnum .357 ruger, when you pull the trigger. Gush many times as I throw this big, chocolate dick like darts. I'm your guilty pleasure. Your delicious chocolate addiction. Your favorite sin. We have no secrets. Thus, making our bond not only unbreakable, but very powerful. I looked inside your mind, and said to myself, 'I have plans for you.' This is deeper than sex. Deeper beyond the physical and body, that when I fuck you, I will blow your mind. I will bind your soul to mine. Every time I give you a part of me, you feel as though I've casted a spell or gave you some drugs. I will get you higher than you've never been. Drunk off my Dominance. As you take down all this Discipline thug passion.
You crave me mentally. Your body yearns for my touch greatly. Your soul seeks my words. You came to me. I didn't ask, I didn't force you here. You were mine the moment you said, "hello." I knew it, you just didn't know it yet. As you stare into my eyes, looking for a void to be filled. An avid little precious kitten searching to cater, worship, serve and please me. Looking for a man worthy of your greatness. To have him give you immense greatness in return."
Whether she's innocent, a goody two shoes. A delicate flower. A beautiful disaster. Whether she's a damaged individual; mentally, physically, emotionally, it is irrelevant. Im going to give you a lot, but I demand a little bit. I'm not here to change her. I'm here to enhance her life. I'm not here to judge her, or certain things she finds gratification in, punishments she likes, or give her certain pains, etc. I'm here to corrupt her even more. To make her better.
"You follow Queen, and I lead. I set the tone. It is not my big chocolate muscular cock, my Dominance, my looks, etc that keeps you here. It is my words. It is the strength of my character that allows your submission to remain consistent and thrive. To allow you to be the things, you so yearn to be. I am your release. The control you seek. The surrender you've yearned for. The power you crave. The power from my hand. My mind. My body. My soul. I am your light at the end of the tunnel. You find peace in my chaos. As you lose yourself in my insanity. You can be left in a daze, lost in my erotic maze. Skin to skin, I'm your favorite type of sin. The best submissive in the world, is one who willingly come to you and kneels. Whispering of their love. Their pain. Their desires. As I cherish, heal and soothe the entirety of you. To read your body language, when you are not talking. To quiet your busy thoughts. You are truly mine. This is your destiny. The inevitability and now the reality. You will yearn for my touch. My hand. My gaze. My words. My power. My strength. Your surrender. My control. Your release. My Discipline, your need. Right where you are to be. This is where you fucking belong.”
Once you have stolen the heart of a witch, the entire world shall be yours. Once a female vampire loves you, she’ll always love you. I spoke softly but forceful…
“You were mine, the first night you approached me at my club and said, hello.” I said to her as I touched her, “mine.” And she looked at me and whispered as she nodded her head at me, “yours.”
Powerful bond is, incomparable, and very unbreakable, no need to remind her, she knows where she belongs. And she belongs to me forever.
***
Suddenly, I rose up from the bed, “ughh!” cold sweats, and I was out of breath, and I heard a voice next to me. The voice was soft, it was gentle, it was a most precious voice...
“Daddy, what’s wrong?” The woman turned on the light. It was Precious, but wait, what the fuck was Precious doing next to me? “Daddy, why are you staring at me like that? Did I do something wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost?” She said. I was sweating, “Precious? Is that really you? But, you’re dead, shit, am I still dreaming now?” She shook her head, “no. I am not dead, I am right here my dear Daddy.” I touched her face, her arms, her legs, her thighs, her hair and she was as real as can be. “But...I watched you die.” I then said to her. “Wait, but we were attacked in the park by a female vampire, I went to your funeral, you came to me as a spirit to help me kill that same female bitch vampire Alexandria, and then years past, I met this witch. The witch whom was trying to set me up and get me killed, and I was a vampire myself. I had these crazy incredible powers.
The witch then saved me from the sister of your ex-boyfriend, who was trying to kill me, on several occasions, because she thought I killed her brother. I had so many clubs that I owned, one in each of the five boroughs. Two out of state; one in Los Angeles and the other in Miami. And I owned a couple of casinos….”
She cut me off, “looks like Daddy had himself a crazy nightmare, but also a little dream, I know the clubs were always a thing you always wanted to obtain, however Daddy, it was just a dream.”
I shook my head, “but Precious it felt so fucking real.” She hugged me, “aww, let me massage you Daddy back to sleep, you are stressed out from this nightmare of yours.”
I stared at the mirror that was behind Precious, and I was staring into my own reflection. “Daddy, it’s okay, it was just a nightmare.” She said softly. I then repeated what she was saying. “It was just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare.”
I said this over and over and over once again, while I stared into the mirror, as my chin was over Precious’ shoulder. And then suddenly, my eyes turned yellow, and fangs in my mouth grew.
Perhaps, it was not a nightmare. I looked at Precious dead in her eyes, and my vampire self just came out, but she didn’t budge, nor did she scream……
About the Author
Born and raised in New York, E.L Discipline is educating the m
asses on the true form of spiritual connections and knowledge. He is the author of The Seduction of Discipline, The Importance of Discipline, and Discipline’s World. With his fourth book, The Immortality of Discipline, E.L Discipline has now stepped into the realm of paranormal horror, giving readers a thrilling experience, they would never forget. His reputation for being known as the king of erotica is widely spreading and is changing the way we view relationships forever. His tenacity as an entrepreneur has caused him to develop a number of projects. From an eclectic Model, to marketing and social media advertising. His knowledge has reached towards network marketing and working with small business owners and celebrities, in new and upcoming promotions.
Also, as a certified fitness trainer, he mentors and teaches about endurance not only in the body, but the mind as well. His will to dominate has pushed him to master a variety of enterprises. His books are creating ripples everywhere, and his education speaks volumes. His goal is clear, as he has one main purpose in mind: To change the world, one reader at a time.
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