I know your every move. Your every thought. You become prey, essentially. It’s sexy, it’s perfect. You’ve been attracted to me for a while, but that extra level of CRAZY that Goddess takes things to makes it all the sexier. You’ve been wanting to go down this rabbit hole for a bit. That brainwashing fantasy of yours is real. Legit. Needed. It’s why you come to me to begin with. There is no better feeling. Empty. Blank. Blank. Empty.