"Yes, master." I keep my voice steady, despite the pain you just caused me. You've taught me that much, at least. You tell me I don't need sleep and I believe you. Shaking my head to clear it, I ponder on the other thing you just told me. My knowledge of history is shady, but I gather you must hundreds of years old. Engrossed in thought, I miss the fact that you left my side for a moment. Staring in surprise as you hold up the candle. But then, I step forward. "I'm ready." It's not exactly true, but it's close enough. Besides, what choice do I have?
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I'm a wicked, vile, horrible and perfect man. - the Savage, during one of his more modest moments.
"I'm a sex addict - it's my cross to bear." - from "The Blades of Glory"
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