Come to me, broken. Or desirous to be broken.
Whisper to me your humiliations. Your disgraces, real or hoped for.
Come to me, would-be pet. A wet, dedicated instrument of my will. Pliable. Suggestible. Addict to her own shame.
Good girls tired of pretending to be good. Moths surrendered to the flame.
Follow me into the darkest, most shameful recesses of your own mind.
Let me violate you. Because you're dying to be violated.
Electrifying violation. And dizzying confusion.
Yes. Tell me all about it. Unburden yourself. I'm right here.
There's no danger.
Come to me, Galatea, come let me make you whole by taking you apart.
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