Sexual frustration

Sexual frustration

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I was nothing. I felt nothing. I didn't want to be anything until I met him. He made me feel alive and I craved it more than life itself. He demanded dominance but I was his weakness as he couldn't control me, that meant he saw a challenge, and he always wins.
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I glared at him; every cell in my body was on fire with hate. Everything that he represented - a manipulated, cold, emotionless world - I wanted to end. Yet I couldn't because he was the only one that could get me what I had wanted for the past two years of my life. He was the only one that was cold enough to get the job done. What did that say about me?

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