I want a sadist master who lives for the control, who doesn’t just take what I give but demands everything I have. I long to feel the weight of their dominance pressing down on me, suffocating me in its intensity, until all I can do is surrender. I want them to revel in my pain, taking pleasure in every whimper, every plea, knowing that no matter how much I beg, they'll keep pushing. I crave the darkness in their gaze, that cold satisfaction as they strip away my defenses, layer by layer, until there’s nothing left but raw submission. I want to feel utterly powerless, knowing that I exist solely for their desires, their pleasure, and that they won't stop until I'm broken, reshaped into something they can control completely. I need to feel the ownership so deeply that it leaves scars, both physical and emotional, knowing that every mark is a testament to the power they have over me.