He paid just to get close.To bury his pathetic face in my wa..
Added 2025-07-05 23:19:08 +0000 UTCHe paid just to get close.
To bury his pathetic face in my warm, sun-soaked soles.
His hands tremble as he touches, desperate and utterly worthless.
I let him smell. I let him feel.
But he knows this:
Money doesn’t make him worthy.
It only makes him a paying loser—granted a fleeting illusion of closeness… before I send him back to his place.
Kneel, loser. You’re nothing but a moment I own.
