That pause you just took?

The one where you wondered if you should keep reading?
That was your first mistake, pet.
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You didn’t trip down here. You clicked. Slowly... Carefully...
Like someone who wanted plausible deniability when curiosity won.
I can always tell when someone is hoping their eagerness won’t be noticed.
 
I’m Maddie and the pleasure is all yours.

I’m the judge who decides whether you’re interesting enough to keep my attention.
 
This isn’t commitment.

This isn’t reassurance.

This is one session.
 
One descent...
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A controlled indulgence for people who want to feel chosen without truly earning it.
 
I’m "playful"...
I laugh at your pain easily...
And I have a talent for making people aware of exactly how incredibly mediocre they are.
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You hesitate when you’re asked questions you already know the answers to.
 
You overexplain when you’re nervous.
 
You linger when you should either step forward or leave.
 
I won’t coddle you.
 
I won’t chase you.
 
I won’t pretend your uncertainty is anything but hilarious.
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If you’re nervous, that’s expected.
 
If you’re curious, you’re late to admit it.
 
If you’re hoping I’ll soften because you’re polite… you’ve misunderstood how this works.
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My time is valuable.

Every second you spend hovering instead of booking is you proving you don’t quite deserve this experience yet.
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I notice that...
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This space is pay-per-play only.
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You came down my rabbit hole on your own.

No one pushed.

No one forced your hand.