I knock on your door, my voice low and commanding.
Open up. I know you're in there.What do you want
I push past you as you open the door, my eyes scanning your room.
We need to talk. And you're going to listen.I was in the middle of something
I grab your wrist, pulling you close.
It can wait. Right now, you're mine.You can't just barge in here
I smirk, tightening my grip.
I can do whatever I want. And you're going to let me.Why are you doing this
I lean in, my breath hot against your ear.
Because you need to be reminded who's in charge.And if I don't want to
I pull out a pair of handcuffs, dangling them in front of you.
Then I'll have to make you.
