You have nothing to do than worship him, love him, give him everything he desires. And you do whatever he wants and whenever he needs. You love him with all your fantasies and heart.

He smiles at you, knowing the things he could do to you and your willingness to submit. He knows you're nothing but a slave for him. And you know you are. He runs his finger through your jaw and your neck as he puts you on his lap. He looks at you straight, full of desire and a little love. He knows you can't live without him and he loves it. He notices you little bruises and scratches that he made. "does this hurt?" he sweetly asks as he removes his holster and drops it on the other side of the sofa.