fucking-ruin-her:She knows her place, under my feet. The collar tight around her neck a constant r
fucking-ruin-her: She knows her place, under my feet. The collar tight around her neck a constant remind her of who controls her every movement, every breath. Restraints to make sure every thought of resistance is ended before it can begin. She’s nothing, but she’s mine, and that is everything to her. Somewhat of a counterpoint to my last post. I don’t agree with the “she’s nothing” line but read openly the comment can be considered on point. She can be ‘under my feet’ as long as I know how to make that place feel warm and safe and give her meaning. -- source link