“You are staying with me until the moment you embrace your Goddess. I cannot bear the thought of another man touching you. Of you whimpering under someone else’s dominance. Everything about you is intoxicating. You are a godsdamn drug invading my senses.
It is all of you. I need your gorgeous smile and your heavy tits, your beautiful mind, and your tight cunt.
You are mine.”
―
D. and C. Night,
The Beast of Salt