There you are, Piggy...under my heel where you belong. Groveling like a good slave, waiting for me to drop a crumb of reaffirmation that you are worth something to me. But, you are not. You are an annoyance, a pest, and I find pleasure only in your pain. Perhaps I will step on your balls with my heel and laugh. Perhaps I will kick your little dick to remind you who it belongs to. In the meantime, worship my thigh high black suede leather boots that tightly hug my long, sleek Goddess legs, and keep on hoping that perhaps one day I'll let you jerk that sad little fallacy you call a penis.