Imagine being nothing more than My furniture—silent, still, and worthless under My perfect boots. you’d feel the pressure, the humiliation, the weight of My power, knowing you’re just an object for My comfort. Pathetic enough to handle it? Contact Me if you want to be under them, loser. Prove you’re worthy.

Imagine being nothing more than My furniture—silent, still, and worthless under My perfect boots. you’d feel the pressure, the humiliation, the weight of My power, knowing you’re just an object for My comfort. Pathetic enough to handle it? Contact Me if you want to be under them, loser. Prove you’re worthy.