There's something fascinating about having a dizzy, tranced out head. Focusing on the screen as you're told to lick and suck something near your mouth.
You can see it at the edge of your vision right now.
Your mind doesn't care.

Licking. Sucking. A lollipop that drips as you drool.
You're just staring. Your mind so fuzzy, so empty of thoughts.
My words guide you. Your eyes are focused.
It could be a second. It could be an hour. You don't know, you don't care. I’m your safe place now.

Licking. Sucking. Staring.

The more you repeat it, the more true it is for you:

Goddess Jade is my weakness. She is perfect. She doesn’t need to cater to anyone. Since I found her, I was meant to lose control. Meant to give in. Meant to realize my new truth: She is my weakness. My queen, my addiction.