You're just a pathetic little tit freak, aren't you? Always lurking, always watching, craving what you'll never have. But I suppose that’s why you’re here, isn’t it? To worship, to stare, to dream—and to remember your place.
Do you honestly think you're worthy of anything more than this view, my little tit slave? How adorable. You are here to worship, to obey, and oh, to pay tribute, of course. All for a glimpse, a whisper of what you can never touch.