This is going to sound pretty fucked up, but... I really, really wanted to respect you.
When we met, I thought you'd be this sweet, normal woman worthy of my respect. Hell, I even figured I could ask you for advice. Sure, you might have a few kinks here and there, but don't we all? Our kinks don't define us. Except... somewhere down the road, that facade of yours wore down, and I began to see the real you.
Lately, it's gotten so hard for me to see you as anything other than this cheap... worthless... little fleshlight. And it's almost sad because I really did think you'd be different.
When I think of you now, I imagine something a little less than a pet, to be honest. The way you're so needy and desperate. The way you like looking at all that gross shit guys can do to cunts like you. I've seen your likes, you know. They're kind of fucked up. It's almost embarrassing, isn't it?
I really thought you'd be my equal. You started off really strong. But now all I can think about is you fingering your asshole because a man made you. Or slapping your cunt so that I'd call you a good girl. And you are. You're a really good girl, you know.
But I just can't see you as my equal. A toy, sure. But a person with dignity? Not a chance. I'm sorry. But you know what? That's okay.
Just carry on being a good girl, and going forward, I will treat you with all the respect you deserve.