“Let me put it plainly for you. I want you. I want you on your knees. On your back. Bent over. I want to shove my face between your legs and feast on your cunt. I want you to obey me. I want to use you as my own personal little ballerina fuck toy and, in return, I’ll give you enough money to cover whatever you expected to get from your parents’ estate. You can go to whatever ballet academy you want, hell you can fucking buy it. You can travel the world, experience all the things you want.”