I’ve never wanted to hurt someone more.
I’ve never felt safe enough to hurt someone so much.

He likes the pain, but it’s the endurance that he craves. I want to suffer for you.

Are there any sweeter words? Is there any greater symbol of devotion? What two forces are more central to the human experience than pain and love?


“Maybe none of this is about control. Maybe it isn’t really about who can own whom, who can do what to whom and get away with it … Maybe it isn’t about who can sit and who has to kneel or stand or lie down, legs spread open. Maybe it’s about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it.”

Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale



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