He used to just call. Again and again. Addicted to my voice, depending on every single word. But words alone were not enough, he wanted more. More humiliation. More control. More dirt. That’s why he ordered this clip of his choice. A clip in which I use everything else to keep him from becoming my will-less KV eater. I speak his name again and again quietly, hardly, with relish. I ask him to repeat it that he is ready. That he wants my control. That he will eat my KV because he doesn’t deserve anything else. In this clip, I train him visually and psychologically, with my body, my ass, my dominance – until no thought remains in him except this command You will order my package. And you will open it. And you will.