You all think this is all fantasy. You think this is all just a game, a silly little way to get off.
The sweet little thing I have waiting for Me at home doesnβt seem to think so.
The pretty little pet I have, waiting so obediently, fucking her fingers in anticipation of when I'm going to return.
The perfect little slut I've created to be My ideal of what a good girl should be, so good I don't even have to cuff her to My radiator anymore.
I just love pets. I love shaping and training them. And isnβt the best stage when they become so dependant on you?
When their cunt leaks as they whine, no human words in those thoughts, pets don't know those. Keywords however, watching her little head tilt to try and understand what i'm saying, listening for words she knows βcuntβ, βcockβ, βbegβ, βtongueβ.
No concept of anything outside of Me.
You should all strive to be this way.
Anyway, sheβs waiting, I shouldnβt leave her too long.
