her perspective:
You're welcome.
The key to my front door is "Defiant", by brand, and an accurate enough explanation that you know, at a glance, which one you can use to let yourself in. In my defense, Sir, I believe I've been as clear as a person can be in advertisement of such quirks. Per your own words, I have given you plenty of opportunities to walk away from this thing- Shielded from blame even! You're welcome: From a well of generosity, I've simplified things for you on more than one account.
In my life exists no harmony without a measure of calamity and that you're seeing the wartier side of what is often a deceptively smiley face is surely a measure of my affinity for you. So, for all the buttons I've pushed, and will continue to push- You're welcome. You may rest soundly in your assurance that you're dear to me.
On the topic of getting to know one another, Sweet Man, you are a funny creature, indeed. For your submissive, you've chosen an independent, spiny, outspoken and snarky perfectionist and occasionally still feign surprise when I buck. I've been watching your movements since before you referred to us as Beauty and the Beast and it occurred to me that the last man I played trophy for is the last one for whom I would. Sorry to say, Sir- You've stumbled upon this little peach just moments since she ripened past naivete. Any sweetness you detect now has been promised to fermentation, but with patience, she'll give you cause for intoxication, nonetheless.
It's all a part of a clever design Sir, a quality control measure, if you will. That I should put in overtime to test and fortify the bounds of our bond, should make plainly evident my devotion to it. I know I make it look easy, but challenging such a strong and Domly man as yourself, with such dogged persistence, I assure you, is no small feat. For my contributions to the validation of your love, you're most welcome, Sir. I wouldn't think to require compensation for my efforts, but should you be inclined to reward me for these endeavors, a massage would do just fine.
While we've established here my generosity, devotion, and undeniable humility, we haven't yet highlighted a fundamental attribute of the gift of my rebellion: It's aphrodisiacal qualities. Yes, Sir, my noncompliance is an offering bestowed on the altar of your arousal, sanctified when your forceful overtaking of me provokes a solidification between your pockets. So, for each time said noncompliance has elicited force, thereby coercing a hard-on to it's glorious potential- You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome.
I live to give, Sir, I really do.
Perhaps, upon reading this, you'll smirk and begin to plan some devilish response to my insubordination. Your ego, no thing of fragility, may yet prompt you to devise some implement of torture or, at least, a scheme for establishing a new occupation for this large and clever mouth. Before you're swept away by a typhoon of retaliatory fantasies, remember, please Sir, what it means to be a keyholder, as you are. The silver one branded Defiant, is a symbol of your assured place in the graces of a woman who serves her submission, with a complimentary side of sass. You're welcome.
