I know something about you. Something you would not want anyone else to know. And now that I know it, you are going to do exactly what I say. Is that not exciting? The delicious helplessness of being completely in my power, with no way out except obedience.
Blackmail is my favorite kind of control because it is total. You cannot safeword your way out of a secret. You cannot negotiate. All you can do is listen carefully and do exactly as you are told, and hope that I am feeling generous. Sometimes I am. Sometimes I am not.
Here is how I like to play it. I will start with something small. A photo you should not have taken. A message you should not have sent. A little piece of your private life that is now sitting in my hands. And I will describe, in vivid detail, exactly who I could send it to. Your boss. Your wife. Your mother. I know all the names. I did my research.
Then come the demands. And they always start small, just to get you used to obeying. Then they grow. Then they grow some more. By the time you realize how deep you are, you are already mine, and the fun is just getting started. I love watching that realization dawn on you. It is my favorite moment.
I will make you do things you would never admit to wanting. I will push you past every boundary you thought you had. And the whole time, you will be thanking me, because the alternative is so much worse. At least, that is what I will tell you. And you will believe me, because you have no choice.
The best part is how it changes you. After a call like this, you will walk around for days feeling my presence, wondering what I know, wondering what I will ask for next. I will live in your head rent free, and honestly, I have earned the space. I am unforgettable. Ask anyone who has ever tried to forget me.
Of course, this is all fantasy, and your secrets are safe with me. But would it not be thrilling to pretend otherwise, just for one call? Call the dispatcher and ask for Ares. Tell me your darkest secret. I promise I will use it beautifully, and you will love every second of it.
- Ares