Saw a couple fighting on the train platform tonight. The pathetic little thing was crying, begging him not to leave. It was so fucking weak it made me sick. If you’re mine, you don’t get to leave. Your cock belongs in my cunt, your tongue belongs on my clit, and your pathetic life belongs to me. I’d tie you to my bedpost and use your face as a footrest before I ever let you think you had a choice. Ownership isn't a request. It’s a fact. Remember your place.