A mutual understanding.
I love this little 'understanding' we have, all the little late night conversations we have about how you came to be my personal bitch. It started by scrolling through my clip store, my twitter, ands ended up with you on your knees. Now, you grovel at my feet, waiting for each and every command I give you, your life- revolving around me. I throw a bone, and like a good dog, you go running. See? We've perfectly worked out our "relationship". You would do just about anything for me, and oh do I love reminding you about it. I created and procured you, I am solely responsible for the destruction, and recreation of a self-procured slave. Aren't we so proud of me?
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