Here you are at my door once again. Back for more are you, Princess? You hate me, don't you? You hate me with every fibre of your being. You never want to see me again. But you can't stay away. Even now that you're married, you can't stay away from me. You need me. You need me for what I do to you; for how I fuck you. It doesn't matter how much abuse I hurl. It doesn't matter how much pain I inflict. It doesn't matter how many times I knock you up. You keep coming back for more. You could stop any time. I'm not forcing you to come to me. You could just walk away and wash your hands of all of it. But I know you never will.