Betty's world was turned upside down when she stumbled upon a dark secret
The weight of this knowledge pressed down on her forcing her into submission
They toyed with her her body a canvas for their depravity
Each touch a reminder of her predicament
Freedom was her only thought a brief respite from the torment
Yet the pleasure they forced upon her was a dark pleasure she couldn't deny
Her protests faded into pleasure as she succumbed to their will
Dark figures surrounded her watching her transformation
Her back arched a a willing participant in their game
Lost in the throes of passion a a doll in their hands
The boundaries between good and evil dissolved
Her purity defiled replaced by a darker craving
A new Betty emerged
A temptress of sin forged in the fires of temptation
Her form divine for their twisted rituals
The echoes of her past faded with each thrust
She was theirs now
Her cries for help replaced by insatiable hunger
She belonged to the darkness
Forever entwined in their depraved game
