No daddy issues here, but you do have him to thank for my high expectations. He’s been treating me like a spoiled princess since day 1, so naturally, I refuse to accept anything less 👑✨💗
Bestie and I turned down my subby bf’s offer to send a car to his pj because we were committed to our girls only stay-in date lol
So he sent a car anyway… just filled with all our fav takeouts so we could big back in peace 💕
Every time I run errands with my subby bfs, they always ask if I need an ulta/sephora restock, any stores I’ve been eyeing, or another matcha.
At this point, they know the routine better than I do 🤭
Imagine lurking a domme for so long, learning exactly what she expects, then still showing up and doing the opposite.
Has the cheat sheet, “studied”,… and still failed an open-book test? 🥴 Embarrassing doesn’t even cover that level of incompetence.
My subs sending me videos of their gooncaves to show me just how dark + isolated they’ve made them… nothing but blacked-out rooms lit by screens full of filth.
I love when your subspace becomes a physical reflection of how far gone your mind is. Nothing but obsession, isolation, and the consequences of your own indulgence 🌀🖤
My friends just asked if I was Cassie from euphoria because I forgot my entire filming equipment + nsfw toys in my guest bedroom’s closet that they’re staying in…….. ooops..! 🫣
The prettier you are, the more you can get away with talking men into trying things they 🙄 swooorrreeee 🙄 they’d never do.
“I’ve never done anything like that” turns into “can we do that again next time” real fucking quick!!
I’m notorious for keeping my phone on dnd 24/7, which means I miss payment notifications + dm’s ~85% of the time.
And to this day, I still haven’t bothered customizing it to let those notifications through. A sub sending doesn’t mean I’m making myself available on demand. Access to me happens on my time, not yours.
Some of you forget the dynamic. I’m not here to rearrange my life around your wants. You’re here to accommodate mine.
One post can make you relapse.
Your plans? Cancelled.
Your friends? Ghosted.
Your wallet? Emptied.
You just can't resist. You just can't say no.
I’m in control now.
Daddy wins.
You lose.
Deactivate. Block. Delete. Quit.
It’s too late!
You, me, and our banks are already aware of who is in charge. The control has already been numerically demonstrated. The fraud alert just serves as another stimulus to demonstrate my dominance.
I love when my subby bfs ask where I got something new and I tell them another lovesick simp bought it for me.
You can literally watch it bother them that someone else got to please me first. Sooo cute how personally they take keeping me happy ~ <3
Remembering when I used to play video games and deal with toxic, misogynistic men hiding behind a screen… then bully them and still get a friend request after 💔
They were so lucky to get that treatment for free and were greedy af for more !! 💔
I love living in LA because there’s always some arrogant influencer acting untouchable online… then privately admitting how submissive they really are to me.
All that curated ego just to melt into a needy, pathetic lil puppy on his knees for me 🍭