I know that you rest in your bed and you enjoy your pillows and blankets, but none of that is needed anymore. You belong on the floor and eventually you'll get used to it. Being at the foot of my bed is an honor. You never know what you're going to hear while you're down there, like me having sex for example. It's safe to assume I will often have a real man in my bed, which means you get to listen to him fuck me in every different position. No peeking! You remain on the floor, denied like an obedient little beta loser. No pillow. No blankets. Just the cold, hard floor, which is exactly what...

I know that you rest in your bed and you enjoy your pillows and blankets, but none of that is needed anymore. You belong on the floor and eventually you'll get used to it. Being at the foot of my bed is an honor. You never know what you're going to hear while you're down there, like me having sex for example. It's safe to assume I will often have a real man in my bed, which means you get to listen to him fuck me in every different position. No peeking! You remain on the floor, denied like an obedient little beta loser. No pillow. No blankets. Just the cold, hard floor, which is exactly what you deserve.