“Talking About You” [FEMDOM + EXPOSED]
I barely even look at you as you sit there exactly where I told you, quiet and obedient, while I casually call my friend, like this is just another normal conversation… except it’s about you. I start laughing the second she answers, telling her I’ve got my pathetic little slave sitting right in front of me, just existing for my amusement. I go on and on about how desperate you are, how you cling to every word I say like it actually matters, how you’ll do anything just for a scrap of my attention. I make it clear I don’t need you at all… you’re just something I keep around because it’s funny. I tell her every embarrassing detail, every failure, and how you’re somehow so useless that you can’t even be a proper loser… which honestly just makes you so much worse.
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