ellafordbooks: She looked like an angel, an avatar of perfect innocence. Every part of her was perfe
ellafordbooks: She looked like an angel, an avatar of perfect innocence. Every part of her was perfect, unsullied, unspoiled. I felt a tremendous urge to mother her, even though I knew she was a woman grown. I wanted to shield her from the darkness of the world, to protect her, to delight her…But there was another part of me, the dark part, the part that I knew would win out in the end. It always did. It was the part of me that could only corrupt, the part that knew only submission and domination, the part that wanted this delicate flower to do unspeakable things, to me, to herself, to others. The part that wanted to hear her beg for more and beg for mercy in a single breath.It was this part of me that the girl had come looking for, the part that she herself craved.After all, where was the fun in being good? -- source link