The Loser’s Pose

Description: You collapse on your back like a defeated thing, legs thrown back over your head, vulnerable, grotesquely open.this is the pose i command: throat exposed, hips up, feet useless beside your ears, the perfect display of how small you are beneath me. i stand over you and narrate every inch: the curve of your exposed belly, the helpless angle of your legs, the way your face puddles with need.you tremble as i tell you how to hold it, fingers splayed, toes flexed, and obey because i said so.no proud posture, no dignity. only this humiliating, exquisite submission: legs folded over your skull, totally exposed, utterly presented. i make you stroke like that, awkward, loud, desperate, and i mock and praise in equal measure about your little shrimp. i count you down, i praise the way you fold into yourself, and i remind you that this is how losers worship: upside down, open, and wholly owned.