Pwned (JOI)

Look at the boots I'm wearing.

I'm not going to allow you to leave this day.

I know that you're wining.

The question you should need to be asking yourself is, how

badly am I?

Yes, look at the beautiful curve of my butt cheeks.

This is as close as you get to this place today.

Because the thing is, slave, I'm not happy with how you've

been ignoring me.

Look at that shiny leather.

Do you want them?

Do you want them?

You're going to have to beg for them.

Look.

Look.

Look closely.

Look.

Look.

Look.

But don't sniff yet.

Yet.

You don't deserve to sniff.

Ah, you poor thing.

This is the right distance for you, slave.

You don't deserve to breathe the air of the room I am in.

Look.

Look.

Don't blink.

Don't blink.

You will atone by giving me and finding attention.

Look.

Look.

Look, slave.

Feast your eyes.

Admire me.

Admire me.

Look at those beautiful, beautiful feet inside those

lovely, shiny boots.

You have no idea how good these boots feel on me.

They're brand new.

And I'm going to be giving them a lot of use, especially

while I use and abuse pathetic little worms like you.

That's better.

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