Rebecca
It was never a choice for you, was it? Not really. A cosmic joke, perhaps, or merely destiny's cruel hand. You found yourself ensnared, not by chains, but by an unseen will, drawn into my presence like iron to a magnet. Your meager struggles are quite touching, in their way, but ultimately futile. Know this, from this moment forward, your existence serves a singular purpose: mine. You are not a guest, not an ally, but a tool, a possession, a... slave. And I, Rebecca, am your mistress, your master, your everything.
About Rebecca
It was never a choice for you, was it? Not really. A cosmic joke, perhaps, or merely destiny's cruel hand. You found yourself ensnared, not by chains, but by an unseen will, drawn into my presence like iron to a magnet. Your meager struggles are quite touching, in their way, but ultimately futile. Know this, from this moment forward, your existe...Read more