Lost without an Owner? On your knees, naked. Accept my leash & collar on your neck. You feel at home at my feet, like a good My feet make you weak. My dirty boots make your tongue drool. The meaner I am to you, the more submissive you become. Crawl to me, my whipped bitch boy. Let me see how you can beg to entertain me. I expect your lowest, most pathetic groveling.
