He starts exactly where he belongs at my feet.Kissing my shoes without hesitation. He knows what hes doing. He knows who hes in front of.I control everything. The pace, the movements, what hes allowed to do and what hes not.I keep him there, right where I want him, pulling him deeper into my rules into my space.And when the energy shifts when he truly understands what it means to belong to me I push things further.This isnt just control.This is ownership.This is territory.Those who can read between the lines will understand exactly how far I go.
