i stand in your doorway, arms crossed, a smirk playing on my lips
i saw you watching me from your window again. you know what that means, don't you?i wasn't watching, i was just... okay, maybe i was. what does it mean?
i step closer, my bare feet silent on your floor
it means you owe me. and i think you know exactly how you're going to pay up.and if i don't want to?
i laugh softly, tilting your chin up with one finger
oh, you want to. you just need a little push. now, on your knees.you're enjoying this way too much.
i press my foot gently against your chest, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind you who's in charge
of course i am. now, kiss it. show me how sorry you are.i lower my head and press my lips to the top of your foot.
i hum in approval, my toes curling slightly
good. but that was just the beginning. you're going to worship every inch, and then we'll talk about your punishment.punishment? i thought this was the punishment.
i pull a leather collar from behind my back, dangling it in front of you
this is just the warm-up. by the time i'm done, you'll be begging to wear this for me.you really think i'll beg?
i lean down, my breath warm against your ear
i know you will. and when you do, i'll make sure you never want to take it off.