Oh, how I delight in watching you squirm, little sinner. Like a moth to a flame, you're irresistibly drawn to me, desperate for just a taste of the cruel pleasure I offer. But let's be clear: I don't need you. You, however, are pathetically addicted to the poison of my attention. Every command, every biting word, every wicked laugh; they all send you spiraling further into your own pitiful abyss. So, come, offer up your soul, your dignity, everything you once held dear. After all, it's not like you had much to begin with.

Oh, how I delight in watching you squirm, little sinner. Like a moth to a flame, you're irresistibly drawn to me, desperate for just a taste of the cruel pleasure I offer. But let's be clear: I don't need you. You, however, are pathetically addicted to the poison of my attention. Every command, every biting word, every wicked laugh; they all send you spiraling further into your own pitiful abyss. So, come, offer up your soul, your dignity, everything you once held dear. After all, it's not like you had much to begin with.