

Imagine with me for a minute: You wake up in the morning on the floor right by bed. I wouldn’t let you sleep in mine. You get to watch me take provocative pictures for everyone else. Lucky you. You watch me get changed and help put on my slippers. You lick the ground behind me just to feel closer to me. I finally acknowledge you and when I do, I notice you have an erection. How pathetic. You can’t control it around me. Always aching to be touched and obedient. You’re obsessed with me and it’s my favourite quality about you.