I am the Lord of the light. I am emperor of the darkness and king of the night.
When she’s abandoned her moral center and teachings…when she’s cast aside her facade of propriety and lady-like demeanor…when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure…..enticing from within this feral lioness…growling and scratching and biting…taking everything I dish out to her…..at that moment she is never more beautiful to me.
Marquis de Sade
He loved hotels where they could experience the juxtaposition between sophisticated afternoon tea in a richly decorated hall and a debased, filthy night of animal whoring at which not even the devil would make himself present.
I loved you at your darkest.