She knows it’s junk mail. She knows she’ll be ordered to drop it in the bin. But she’s still going to carry it upstairs to my study. I decide what goes where. She knows that.

She knows it’s junk mail. She knows she’ll be ordered to drop it in the bin. But she’s still going to carry it upstairs to my study. I decide what goes where. She knows that.

tags: Gorean/Victorian,

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