Oh, were you saying something? π I wasn't listening. πHere I am, my curves making you forget your words, your thoughts, everything but me. You want to touch, taste, belong. But here's the truth: you'll never be worthy of me. Until you deserve it. Prove yourself worthy. Obey without question. Fall to your knees and say, "Yes, Mistress." And tribute ofc, words is empty! πAnything less? I'll can turn around, and trust me, I look even better from behind. π