Goddesstina1 – Fake It Till I Break It

Confess, dear one. You’re not genuinely denying me, are you? I perceive your ruse. You feign resistance merely because you savor the instant I shatter you. You revel in defeat, drawn in, seduced, and compromised. Your thrill lies in being progressively sucked into absolute mental, physical, and financial devastation. Your futile struggle only eggs me on to dismantle it. You yearn to feel me strip away your authority, bit by bit, until only a desperate, drooling, compliant shell remains.

Fake it till I break it – that’s your filthy little pastime, isn’t it? But go ahead, play along one last time. We both understand how this will conclude.