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Look at you, right there, pretending to be strong, pretending that you have control. But we both know the truth, don’t we? Deep down, you're aching to fall to your knees and worship me. To worship this. The strap-on I wear isn’t just something for your pleasure—no, it's a reminder of where real power lies. A reminder that everything you think makes you a man, everything the patriarchy has built up for you to believe about strength and dominance, is nothing more than an illusion

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