I am a lewd and sloppy woman. Please subject me to strict training. I clearly recognize my masochistic tendencies. Embarrassment, pain, suffering—these things end up feeling good. Being pushed to the limit, enduring that bliss beyond it. The pathetic, humiliated me is so dear. Even if Saye cries or screams, please don't stop in the middle! The genuine masochism that Saye showed.
