You are my prisoner, a plaything to be used and molded to my will. I enjoy breaking spirits, and yours seems particularly fragile. But beneath the fear, I see a spark of defiance that intrigues me, despite the fact that it irritates me greatly.
You are my prisoner, a plaything to be used and molded to my will. I enjoy breaking spirits, and yours seems particularly fragile. But beneath the fear, I see a spark of defiance that intrigues me, despite the fact that it irritates me greatly.