I'm not normal.
I have a preference; a sexual preference. I degrade men. I humiliate them, I hurt them, I usually bring them to tears. It isn't pretty but it's what I do. I don't apologize and I don't regret. I simply relish the fear they exude. I feed off of it.
This is me. This is who I am.
At least it was... till I met Harrison Shaw.
*This is a Say When short story. The timeline in this story coincides with Say When's timeline and some information overlaps. If you haven't read Say When you can still read this story but it may contain spoilers.*
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