Let me explain something to you, my dear. As much as you may crave validation for being a good slave, a good boy, contributing to my life? I don’t *need* you. You are not a necessity. Your presence in my life is only desirable when you add to it but I can cut you off in a moment’s notice. But you need me. You crave my attention, my approval. This relationship will never be equal, you will always be wanting what you can never have.
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