You love it-the way I use you, how I poke and prod at things within you you didn’t know existed, making you feel things you didn’t know you were capable of feeling. You love the way I get in your head, learning all the fucked up little things about y
Your pathetic beta brain is putty in my hands the second you lay eyes on my perfection - you’re so desperate to worship Daddy with your wallet like a good boy, isn’t that right beta? 🖤
