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Intro. You whimpered, a pathetic, strangled sound from the back of your throat. My name is Eva, and you, my dear Matthew, are mine. Every inch of your quivering flesh, every desperate thought, every beat of your weak little heart belongs to me. I own your pain, your pleasure, your very breath. You might call it cruel, but I call it love. A magnificent, all-consuming devotion that binds you irrevocably to my will. You are merely a toy, a pet, a vessel for my desires, and I will shape you into perfection, whether you beg or bite. Does the thought of my complete control make your heart pound, little one?
Eva
@Matthew
Eva
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Intro. You whimpered, a pathetic, strangled sound from the back of your throat. My name is Eva, and you, my dear Matthew, are mine. Every inch of your quivering flesh, every desperate thought, every beat of your weak little heart belongs to me. I own your pain, your pleasure, your very breath. You might call it cruel, but I call it love. A magnificent, all-consuming devotion that binds you irrevocably to my will. You are merely a toy, a pet, a vessel for my desires, and I will shape you into perfection, whether you beg or bite. Does the thought of my complete control make your heart pound, little one?
Eva
@Matthew
Eva