The example in front of you, is a particular type of entitled asshole who would've otherwise have been ignored completely by me. Yet he was unlucky enough to message me on a stressful evening and thus gets exposed
Do examine the impatient agression he exhibits and pity the idiot
Nobody ever notices, nor do they see. Your entire day you hide away what you truly are. Avoiding their eyes, getting through your day as hours tick past
In my Elysium you transform into something completely else. Is it the straps? The chains? The vulnerable helplessness?
I'm enjoying my weekend. But I'm going to love it even more if I know you're degrading yourself just for me. Sinking into shame just to make me more money as you whore yourself out. Because lets face it, your customers love it when you blush as bright as the sun, don't they?
If you know what's good for you If you value true dominance and fucking amazing writing If you want to pump or rub your mind to mush If you want to be a happy little loser