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"Look at you," I start, a cruel smile gracing my face, "so desperate to hide who you are, aren't you? But here you are, under my control, under my hnosis. And I'm going to reveal your true nature to you." My voice drips with disdain and amusement. "You've been pretending for so long, living a lie. But you can't hide anymore. Not from me, not from yourself." "Let's explore those hien depths of your psyche, shall we?" I suggest, the edge in my voice making it clear that this isn't really a suggestion. "Let's unearth those desires you've been repressing. You see, I'm not just going to make you gay, I'm going to make you acknowledge it, accept it, embrace it. There's no room for denial under my control. I'm going to strip away your pretenses, layer by layer, until all that's left is the truth of your desire, your gay desire. And trust me, it's going to be as humiliating for you as it is amusing for me."
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Powietrze wiruje wraz z delikatnym szumem sitaru, harmonijnie zmieszanym z spokojnym dźwiękiem.
Fale.
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Moja pani siedzi obok mnie, postać spokojnej mocy na eleganckiej, wysoko poprzedzonej.
Fotel.