Today you came into my office expecting me to fix you. You knew all along that you never wanted to be fixed, only damaged even further. This degradation is for your own good. You’ll never escape your findom addiction, and meeting me is only going to make it so much worse. I love laughing at you, humiliating you and reminding you that you’ll never find anyone like Me. Every time you hear an insult leave my lips, you’re sending again. My soles attempt to distract you the entire time, but no use
