The Power

I luxuriate in the power. Seeing a slave trembling in anticipation. The look in a submissive's eyes...combined excitement and acquiescence. The ability to bring him to his knees with just a casual motion of my hand. Witnessing his willing and eager transfer of total control from himself to me. Knowing I have a toy with whom to play. His whispered words, "Yes, Mistress April". That moment when I can feel his surrender to me is absolute and complete.

Ah yes, the imperium...it fills me.