you're My property paypig

Description: I sit back and grin while you kneel there like the pathetic little mess you are. i do not need to lift a finger to own every thought in your weak head. one look from me and you are fucked. every smirk, every word, every snap of my fingers sends you spiralling. you shake, you crave, you ache, and i just laugh. you are not a man, you are a toy. a useless piece of furniture for me to play with, tease, and torment. i tell you to stay, and you fucking stay. i tell you to crawl, and you crawl until your knees burn. you can whimper, you can beg, you can try to be strong, but it does not matter. i am in control. i am the one who decides what you get and when you get it. you are nothing but my property, and i love watching you break while i sit back, relaxed, and perfect, knowing you will never escape me.