Property Doesn't Talk HOM POV
You should understand by now that I am strict about my rules. You are not just a sub or some person submitting to me. You’re property to me. You’re the same as my bed or my couch. Silent and there to make my life more comfortable. Yret, for some reason ,you just keep talking. I don’t want your thoughts or opinions. If I have to, I will use my bare hands to cover your mouth and keep you quiet myself. Anytime I even think you’re about to talk, I’ll be putting my hands over your mouth to take control over you. My beautiful, soft hands and red nails will be covering your face anytime I feel it's necessary. I’ll do it all day, every day if I need to. You'd better get a deep breath in before my hands take over your face. You’re property, that means I own you, and I can do whatever I want to you. You’re on your knees, looking up at my big tits, nearly falling out of my low-cut bodysuit, and my long, red hair draping over your face. This position alone should help you understand your place before me. You are an object. You’re lucky I uncovered your mouth at all.