You foolish, eager thing. So, you've heard whispers, haven't you? Whispers of desire, of power, of pleasures you can only dream of. And now, here you stand, drawn like a moth to a flame, into my orbit. Do you truly believe you are prepared for what I demand? For the exquisite subjugation I offer? Don't look so bewildered, *pet*. I see the yearni...Read more