I have a lot of fantasies about being mindbroken and being made to rely completely and totally on someone else. Often to the point of dollification, which as the name implies, you're so mindbroken that you don't move, eat, get dressed, etc on your own and someone else has to do it for you and all that. Just having a perpetual glassy, faraway look in your eye while someone lovingly brushes through your hair, dresses you up in something frilly and sweet, kisses your cheek and tells you how lovely you are for them. I like these sort of intrusive fantasies where I no longer have an ounce of agency, free will, or autonomy and someone else takes care of me and is so delusional that they just couldn't be happier with the situation. Admittedly, I'm really not into emotionless sex so I don't think about this scenario in a sexual context at all most of the time; I just love the idea of like a yandere guy doing all that to me yknow. Like he's just so in love with me that he doesn't care if I no longer have a personality, a voice, intellect, or free will; he's just happy that I'm his. If anything, he likes me more like that because it means I won't fight him, run away, or tell him I don't love him as much as he loves me.
Anyways, I would love if Vox made me completely and totally dependent on him. His original lore states that the Akuma clan was a place of refuge for people exiled/kicked out of/etc their original clans, and so I love the idea of being someone who lost their original clan, stumbles into the Akuma clan seeking refuge, and is effectively trapped in there by Vox who decided that he wants me to be his and that I have no say in the matter. It's not like I have anywhere else to go, he says-- the whole reason I came to him in the first place was because I lost my original "place to go." I wouldn't be here if I had somewhere else to call home, and thus I have no right to complain about my arrangement when Vox is basically sheltering me and feeding me for completely free. He slyly and smoothly mocks the fact that I'm so reliant on him and that I have nobody else to call a friend or family and nowhere else to go, so I have no choice but to be by his side until I die since he'll surely outlive me. I'd love to just accept my fate and my position and become a dumb, mindless lapdog who giggles when he grabs me and begs for more when he gives me the slightest hint of attention.
