When your Mistress, Dark Amethyst, puts you under her spell, this is what happen:   you lose yourself… you lose your being… you lose control.  There is no give and take.   There is no offering of submission or power exchange.  There is only my will and your surrender.  There is only my voice and you falling deeper down every time I speak.

My desire for you to tribute me is so powerful, that I will have that desire penetrating you within every cell and fiber of your being.  This is the control that I have over you, slave, and you are so weak, so powerless, so helpless, that you succumb to my desires and hand over tribute after tribute.