"How many times do I have to say you're not leaving the house unless I let you before it sticks to your bratty brain? You do what you're told, because I get to call the shots." Another step, and I point a finger at her throat. "You wear my collar, because I get to punish you." I stop by the bed, grabbing her jaw and pulling her up as I lean down and talk in her ear. "I. Fucking. Own. You."
— Jul 30, 2025 06:51PM
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