[ failing, she drops back to her knees with a gasp.
discipline certainly suggests that he thinks himself above her, the arbiter of rules and order. and in a way, maybe that's not above so much as a complementary facet. he is the order to her chaos, reining her in.
she bares her teeth, snarling up at him like a wild thing. and then she does something incredibly stupid: she grips his balls in her fist. if he can steer her around by her hair, certainly she can do the same like this. ]
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discipline certainly suggests that he thinks himself above her, the arbiter of rules and order. and in a way, maybe that's not above so much as a complementary facet. he is the order to her chaos, reining her in.
she bares her teeth, snarling up at him like a wild thing. and then she does something incredibly stupid: she grips his balls in her fist. if he can steer her around by her hair, certainly she can do the same like this. ]