Your mistake was believing you had any power over me. I am not a governable woman. There is something in me that cannot be tamed. Something that doesn't negotiate, doesn't adapt, doesn't bend. I am instinct. And my keen sense easily finds everything you try to hide—including the most fragile, poorest, most needy parts of you. You run. Like prey that senses danger. You run… But you've already noticed, haven't you? It doesn't matter the direction. I am faster. More precise. There is a difference between us that you insist on ignoring. You still believe in control. I allow it. Any feeling of dominance you had… was granted. And withdrawn the moment it ceased to interest me. The most curious thing is that you actually believed it. For a moment, maybe two… you thought you were in control. And that says more about you than about me. We don't come from the same place. And your biggest mistake is confusing small acts of courage with understanding life. You experienced intensity. I am its very nature. So do what you always do. Go back to the place where you recognize yourself. In your inevitable insignificance. #femdom