You feel weak, don’t you? Happiness is found in your weakened, submissive, giving state.
You couldn’t move if you wanted to. Even if you had the strength, my entire weight is holding you down as I drive my hardness deep into you, weakening you even more. No ability, or desire, to move.
You just want to Take it.
So Take it.
Take what I am giving you. Me pounding away into you. Whichever hole I choose, you are mine to Take.
I see the strength in you at this moment. I recognize it and appreciate it for what it is you are able to do. To do what I couldn’t.
To Take it.
God Damn. Submissive women.
Just, fucking kill me already.