The contents

What does she want?

She wants what he wants her to want. His wants become her wants.

It is not that she didn't have a dirty mind before. Far from it.

But, she didn't know then what she knows now. She might never have known if he had not told her.

She is trapped inside herself now; a plaything.

At his beck and call.

Without choice.

Or, is the doll just responding to the echoes of her own impulses and deep desires?

All she knows for sure is that she just opened that big box, took fright and closed it again.

And yet...

She can't wipe the image of its contents from her mind.

She's caught in his web.

Right where she wants to be.