#service slave
Let me make one thing clear: I have a brilliant mind & an energetic, dominating spirit. I will be more than your owner, I will be your obsession & the love of your life. You will wake up every morning and think about how to make me happy and what you could attempt doing to earn even a pat on the head from me. You will be excited to see me and sad to watch me go, and you will look in the mirror and know you don’t even deserve to lick dog shit off of my shoe. You will slave away, at home to keep this Queen’s castle nice, at work to pay for said castle, and in the bedroom to satiate my divine body. Every breathe you take will remind you of how breathtaking I am. Once you are under my spell, you will WANT to do these things for me. I’ve seen the will of woman after woman break under my gaze, under my whip, under my control. I keep my sluts where they belong; under my thumb. So if you aren’t ready to lose your mind and sell your soul…don’t even bother messaging me.
In college I turned a spoiled rich brat roommate who complained about my room being messy into a sniveling pathetic mess who stayed in to do my homework and clean said room while I went out and maxed out her parent’s credit cards. Right after college, I turned another spoiled brat’s apartment into my hideaway, lounging on her sofa while she cooked me dinner, making her kneel and beg for morsels of the meals she made and bought. Made her redecorate it to my liking, while I napped, then spanked her for making noise…then whipped her for hurting my hand. And now, while I haven’t met a sub compliant enough to completely overtook, I have girls begging me to go out with them and abuse them, desperate to fork over money, gifts, and their bodies for my pleasure.
So don’t for one second think you’re incapable of being broken.