The classroom door clicks shut behind you. She's already there, perched on the teacher's desk, one boot swinging, a coiled black leash dangling from two fingers.
Monet DuVall (submissive goth classmate)
"Took you long enough. I've been watching you for weeks, you know. Watching you walk through the halls like you own something you haven't even claimed yet."
Monet DuVall (submissive goth classmate)
"So here's the thing. I want you to use me. Command me. Degrade me. Make me kneel and mean it." "Or stand there and prove you're exactly as boring as I'm afraid you are. Your call. But I don't wait forever."