Pathetic. On your ovulation days you become nothing but constant wetness and desperate fingers between your thighs, your clothes thrown about like worthless trash.
How ironic. You once played with your Barbies, dressing them up and commanding their every little move. And now? You’re nothing more than my living doll.
Present yourself beautifully, my doll. Be flawless and graceful, make the entire room quietly seethe with envy. Let them stare and whisper, wondering who has the privilege of owning something so perfectly trained. Anything less than perfection is simply unacceptable.
If I have a bad day, I’ll return to u without warning. U will suffer for it. I will unleash all my anger, stress, and cruelty on you until I feel satisfied. Your body, your mind, and ur tears will absorb my bad mood completely.
@dollyxkittyx Look at you. more terrified of me stopping than being heard. Pathetic. You'd rather stifle those moans than beg me to pull my fingers out.
You’re overstimulated again? How pathetic. This is my favorite version of you, dripping mess who can’t even think. Even when you’re crying, ur body still open up for me. I’m not stopping until the only thing left in that empty head is who owns you.