Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394
I could tell he had been lying to himself for some time. Trying to convince not only himself but those around him, that he was “alpha”. That he was “in charge” and “in control” of his life and his surroundings. After lying to one’s self for so long, you eventually begin to question yourself. And then you start to question reality. How much else out there is a lie? Where do the lines between fantasy and reality truly lay And then the truth comes crashing down on you. But by then, it’s too late.
I have to hand it to him, though. He was doing a decent job of feigning self-confidence. His suit, his hair along with the way he walked and talked. But it was all a mask he desperately wore. Out of fear of being discovered by his family, his wife and his colleagues. I could read his emotions plainly, and I could hear the pain in his voice as he tried to impress not only me but the women around him. He was in denial and it was torture. As painful as it may be, I had to save him from himself.
He felt lost and needed guidance. Being well versed in mental emasculation, it was my duty to help him.
“You know this isn’t who you are, why are you pretending?” I whispered in his ear. He blinked, his mouth slightly agape. I looked at him with an almost cruel gaze. A stern look of disappointment. As the night went on, we talked about all of his insecurities. How he felt inadequate in being a man. His wife had lost interest in him sexually, and he in her. He felt lost and needed guidance. Being well versed in mental emasculation, it was my duty to help him. To give him his place in this world, I would build him up and break him down mentally and emotionally. I would show him where his place really was, and how to start accepting himself. Only then would he be free.
Serinda
844-33-CANDY
(844-332-2639)
ext 394