You’re such a devoted loser loving everything about me, everything I do to you even if it makes you suffer. You’ll take punishments, worship every part of me, eat my $hits, and are seduced by any sound that comes from my mouth. I could care less about you. All you are is just another worthless servant to use when needed. Being so obedient, you’ll wait by my side until I need you, anxiously staring at me as I ignore you and text my fuck buddies. For some reason I got the hiccups, probably from boredom. Each little squeak I make seems to get you so excited that I’m about to finally give you a command.