Iβm using your credit card to Myself some pretty new lingerie so that I can wear it while I have you bent over in front of a mirror, admiring My beauty and power as I slide My strap in and out of your pathetic body. Youβre merely a set piece in (and funder of) the art I create.
I deserve to have everything paid for by men because theyβre all inferior to Me. Thatβs the whole reason Iβm here, and I believe this to My core <3
You simp for fishnets? Youβre a foot freak who wants to worship My sweaty gross fishnet feet? Well you better hope itβs My feet in there and not likeβ¦ 100 gar or something
Friends??
You mean people who get in the way of your relationship with your domme?
You donβt need them.
Stop talking to them.
You only need Me.
Iβm the only one who understands you. No one else cares about you.
I am all that you need.