She lifted a brow as she stepped around to face him, hand never leaving his hair. Wasn't he the cheeky one...
"Would You like a list of reasons? First, we both know you're curious... You want pain and crave humiliation. Second, You want to be told what to do... you say you've got an open mind, but beneath it is an ingrained shame, and so if someone else tells you to do it, you get to foist off a bit of the responsibilities, and simply claim weakness. You lust after power, but revel in the idea of someone having such intimate power over you. Third, you're going to end up wearing it regardless, because while you think you've got a decent measure of who I am, I assure you I'm much more. You will bow to my will. Which brings us to the last, and only important reason. You'll put it on because I want you to. And that's all that matters at the moment."