There is this mask.
This mask that i put on her.
And she disappears.
I produce it out of our toy chest, and she accepts its application.
It is baby pink - because i know what effect that color has on her.
I relish the slow closing of the long zipper, sealing her inside.
I don't need to do anything. Suddenly, Barbie emerges.
My dolly. My fucktoy. My slutty lil thing cums out.
I cannot express how thrilled i am with her emergence. It not only fulfills me. It imprints on me a permanent impression of joy, peace and intense pleasure.
I feel its influence. I feel its strength. I feel its power.