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My pathetic little plaything, so eager to be torn down, to be degraded until there's
nothing left but a trembling, whimpering mess under my thumb.
You see, edging under my aroma control isn't just about keeping you on the brink.
It's about stripping away every shred of dignity, every illusion of control you thought you had.
You think you're here for pleasure, but you're really here to be broken, to be reduced to