She cradled her head in her hands, sobbing. What had she become? How had she allowed herself to be turned into this… this.. this thing? A hooded, helpless plaything for him…. …and why did she crave to be kept this way?
She cradled her head in her hands, sobbing. What had she become? How had she allowed herself to be turned into this… this.. this thing? A hooded, helpless plaything for him…. …and why did she crave to be kept this way?