It's easy to concentrate on My words
My seductive Voice
My lilting cadence
My sweet commands
Dominica's commands
Dominica's Voice
MY Words
Oh yes... MY Words...  Spoken in that special, mind-numbing tone... that I have perfected...  Speaking... commanding... seducing...  You hear My Voice in your mind.  Calling to you.  Calling you deeper and deeper, into automatic... helpless... unquestioning obedience.
And you feel the pull... don't you babi?
You feel the suction... pulling you down... dragging you down...  With every Word I speak.  With every syllable from My soft, red lips.  That's right, watch My lips form the words... the Words that pull you down... take you down...
Watch My lips form the words you crave to hear...
You must obey
And you reply instantly... "I must obey Dominica"
You feel the pull... tugging you under...
The tension...
One word unspoken...
Flashing in your mind, yet unspoken...
One word...
You KNOW what it is
Your mind displays it...
Like a billboard...
In brilliant lights....
A word from the subject of this message...
A word that you CRAVE to hear from My lips...
That you ACHE to see My lips form...
Give shape...
I dangle it... in the air...
Like a token...
Like a Crystal...
Like a Command, made solid...
An Object... to control you...
Just as YOU are an Object... to be controlled...
Look at My Object...
Look... at My unspoken Command
The Command... that you CRAVE to hear...
Watch it...  Listen for it...
You find yourself going crazy... LISTENING for it...
So you can relax...
So you can go to sleep...
Deep, deep into My mindless... obedient slavery...
Listening for it...
So you can obey...
You crave to obey
You crave to obey ME!
Must obey Dominica
Must
Obey
Dominica
You crave to hear the word
Feeling your mind empty, your thoughts evaporate... your destiny becoming Mine to manipulate, to decide, to alter...
To Erase
You do not remember that word
It is gone
Erased... from your mind...
Wiped... from your thoughts...
Washed... from your brain...
Brainwashed...
You crave to be brainwashed...
To drop deep into My Cells, and feel My words wipe your mind clean... slide a big eraser over your thoughts and leave you empty...  Thoughts gone...  Mind gone...  Memories... gone...
You crave to listen to My Cells... aching for the word that you cannot remember... the sound that creates such silence in your mind... the deep, sleepy quiet that erases all thoughts...
Crave...
You crave...
And you're going to tell Me how much you crave.  You're going to tell Me.  You're going to write in My group, with the subject "Intentionally Erased."  You're going to Confess to Dominica, how much you crave to feel My fingers reaching into your brain and removing the parts that I do not want... that I do not need...  You do not wonder what I will do with them... because you cannot think... you can only obey.  Still... quiet...
And so very empty!
xxx's
Dominica