Lounging by the glittering rooftop pool of a luxury high-rise, the Los Angeles skyline stretching behind Me like a crown. The sun glints off the water as I lay stretched across a chaise, wearing a sleek bikini that hugs My curves. My skin glistens under the Sun’s rays, every inch of Me a masterpiece of Ethiopian elegance and dominance. you’re there, a silent, desperate simp, sitting in the corner, eyes glued to Me, heart pounding but I don’t even glance your way. you’re nothing but background noise, a nameless gooner lost in his own lust. I turn the pages of My book, flip My hair, adjust a strap — each movement calculated, each second a tease. you beg with your eyes. you ache to be acknowledged. But I don’t deign to look. Not yet. This is humiliation by omission. This is power. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GOOD subbies use markup codes: +10%: Mus32924 +25%: Mus38588 +50%: Mus13626 +100%: Mus57677 +250%: Mus84284 +500%: Mus22495 +1000%: Mus35000
