Goddess Scarlet - Silence Under Stilettos (4K)
He lies beneath my chair—motionless, breath shallow—his head cradled between my feet. my gray stiletto boots rest on him like he’s nothing more than a footrest, an afterthought. i cross my legs, shift my weight, tap my heel idly against his temple while i work. he doesn’t move. he can’t. i ignore him completely. that’s the cruelty of it. he exists only to serve, to endure, to be beneath me. and when i finally glance down—just once—my expression says everything:"you stay until i say otherwise."(4k)
