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Look at you, crawling back to me, trembling with need, your face flushed with that pitiful mix of shame and desperation.
You can't help yourself, can you?
You're not here for respect or admiration. You've long since given up on that.
No, you're here because you crave it, the sharp sting of humiliation, the unrelenting truth of what you are.
You're not a man. Not even close.