Well you are just a special kind of fucked up aren’t you? Yep I knew you’d need my unique forced intox therapy you submissive little boy. You want it, but you need your hand held just like I was your Mommy. LMAO. Ok get your implements of destruction. Is it beer, wine, maybe some hardcore fucking drugs? Whatever it is I better be able to hear you sip snort or smoke it little boy. You’ll be putting on a show for me won’t you?
Now that you’re getting a little tipsy or high you can go ahead and pour out those dark fucked up thoughts you’ve been waiting to tell me. I can’t wait to hear all those filthy things you can’t tell anyone but me. I’m your Nurse after all, it’s ok. I would NEVER use those nasty confessions against you…or would I?
Well I guess your best bet now is to keep me fucking happy isn’t it? Yeah, you better keep drinking, smoking and snorting all those things that are so bad for your body and soul. You want to sink down into utter degradation and submission to Me don’t you? You want to fall in love with me, be hypnotized by my voice and my control over you. And you want to know the whole time that I will use and take you, and make you beg for me. You’ll be even more addicted to me then what got you into this predicament!
