So you want a taste of what we once had?
To feel that security once more? To know that no matter what you say or do...regardless of how you act...that I'll always be there unconditionally?
That time has passed.
I gave you every opportunity to repair that...and at great personal cost to my own soul. What little love I have left for you is born of memories long past.
You want to feel that same completeness of when I was inside you...the way you mattered when my hands wrapped around your throat...the passion of my lips pressed against yours...the feeling of home in my embrace?
Nothing of that remains.
All I have left is anger and frustration...maddening aggression...pain and suffering.
You may have those if you wish.
I will make you useful. You can be my little abuse puppet...just a collection of warm fuck holes and filthy cum receptacles. I will give you a purpose. You can serve my every sadistic pleasure and deviant desire. I will motivate you. You will become the dirtiest whore that ever lived in order to keep me entertained and satisfied. You will know your place when I give you all that you deserve...my constant abuses and never ending criticism.
Welcome to the hell you created. Feel pain or nothing at all.