stop complaining. you just need to learn to take what you're given, pet.
after all, you barely deserve what i do give you, hm? you're just a pet. a dog. a mutt. me giving you a roof, a floor to sleep on... well, that's basically spoiling you, isn't it, sweetheart?
you're pathetic, you know that? so ungrateful all i give you and you still beg for more. i take such good care of you. so why don't you get this stuck into that dumb little head of yours,
good pets take what they're given.
good pets are grateful for every touch, every slap, every scrap of affection tossed their way. good pets don't complain when i shove their faces against the concrete and fuck their brains out.
you can be that, hm? so shut the fuck up take it like a good pet.









