Do you know what really inspires me sometimes? A dirty little slave who lies at my feet like an insect. Like a worthless mongrel. I then feel how this warmth rises in me. When your eyes wander over my body. Basically, that's a very natural feeling. But there's more to it than that.

This knowledge is exactly that. All that you see and what you desire will never be yours. All that you long for belongs only to me. And that's exactly what I know. This is what makes my hands slide over my fantastic body. Do you find that selfish? I don't care! You want to kiss me? Is it that what y... Show more