The neighbours already know our love is not like theirs. They hear it through the open windows in summer...
The cries...
The moans...
The other worldly screams of pleasure that leaves them afraid, excited, envious, their imaginations not even close to the reality.
Sub dumbed down to my personal toy, permanently. No longer capable of making choices, speech, or even walking on their own. Eagerly nodding at every command, “Come.”, “Speak.”, “Bark.” Following after every command, their brain becoming nothing but empty space in their head.