You Are Not Dominant
I don’t care how tall you are, how big your dck is, or how you stack yourself up against other men. It’s cute that you think any of that matters to me. I only see you one way, submissive. That’s your entire energy, whether you admit it or not. You try so hard to act powerful, like you’ve earned some kind of respect. It’s so funny watching you pretend. But the second you look at me? Your ego practically runs for the door. I don’t even have to say a word, your whole act just collapses on its own. And what’s funniest is that you know it, too. You try to stand tall, puff your chest out, whatever. But I can see right through you. One look from me and you forget every little performance you rehearsed. You can call it embarrassing or you can call it inevitable… either way, it happens every single time....
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