You thought you could quit me? That you could just walk away and pretend this wasn’t always going to end with you on your knees? Cute. But here’s the thing… I don’t lose. And tonight? I’m not just proving it. I’m making sure you feel it. I showed up at your place with one goal: to take what’s yours and turn it into mine. And oh, your girlfriend? She didn’t even hesitate. One look at me, one whisper of what I could do to her, and just like that, she was dripping for me. Now she’s wrapped around my fingers, moaning my name in your bed while you watch from the floor like the good little mutt you are. That’s right. You don’t even get the couch. You get the pet bed. Because that’s what you’ve earned, scratching at the door while I fuck your girl better than you ever could, making her scream so loud the neighbors will know exactly who the real boss in this house is. And the best part? She loves it. Loves the way I dominate her. Loves the way I make her beg. Loves that I’ve turned you into nothing more than a whimpering, jealous little cuck who gets to clean up after us when we’re done. This isn’t just a lesson. It’s a lifestyle change. And by the time I’m finished with you? You’ll be begging to stay.
