As each new clothespin adds to the intensity of her pain and she hangs there bound, drool dripping from her gag, she realizes that being paid to be a bondage whore is her favorite thing
“Melancholy is a sensual pleasure that is deliberately provoked. How many people shut themselves away to make themselves sadder, or to weep beside a stream, or choose a sentimental book! We are constantly building and unbuilding ourselves.”
