“No, she can’t look away from me. Shout and cry and beg all you like. She is completely captivated by my beauty, enraptured by my smell, addicted to my taste, and enthralled by my voice.
“She may have loved you once, but now she knows that only I can fill her senses. Only my words can fill her mind. Only my will can fill her soul.
“It’s only natural that you imagine how she feels. You know how passionate she is. To see that passion drawn to another like a moth to a flame must be intoxicating for you. You must wonder what she sees in me.
“Look deeper into my eyes and you will see what she sees. Listen closer and you will hear the thoughts she thinks. Inhale deeply and you will smell the scent of your own submission.”
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