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Sun on these and they still don’t belong to you
Warm light, tight skin, heavy enough that my hands have to hold them in place. You don’t get to decide when they drop. I do. You stay on
... Read moreThere are no games or pretenses here - only real power, control and obedience. I don't ask, I command. You exist to worship and serve. Look. Worship. Obey.