So protected in her fortress that she secretly wished to be abducted. Her idea of being loved was never a soft one but something that had an element of violence to it - her clothes ripped, her skin left with marks and bruises. Evident signs of being totally devoured, her innocence taken away, her flesh consumed, left in utter ruins and completely undone. A treasured experience she could delight in, when left all alone by herself. She isn't the one that gets turned on by soothing songs of spring, she craved for storms - merciless ones that literally could wreck her otherwise monotonous life...
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