I love it when my worshippers keep count... like well-trained pets. Every stroke for me is another root sinking deep into your submission. Keep counting, my pathetic slaves—your devotion makes me bloom
@richardfirthar Every day, surrendering to me, offering yourself in tribute… just as you should. It pleases me to know that your body obeys me, that your thoughts belong to me
So many offers, so many men eager to kneel… but how many are truly worthy?🌿
I seek true devotion, absolute submission. Not just words. Many apply, but few are truly servile… Are you one of them? Prove it to me
My feet are tired, and you’re going to take care of them. But do it properly… with devotion, not desperation. No drooling, no clumsy eagerness—just skilled hands and absolute obedience.
You don’t have to pretend to resist, darling. I can see it in your eyes, in the way your breath catches when I get closer. You know you were born to obey me… so why don’t you do the right thing and kneel like the good boy you are?
Oh Robin… begging for me. Poor little bird, you’re just another man surrendering to his desire.I always knew… from the first glance, you craved this. You dreamed of of submitting to me, of being under my control… and today, at last, your fantasy becomes reality.
Take a good look… every curve, every inch of this body was made to be worshiped. Don’t fight the inevitable… kneel and surrender to the goddess who now rules your desires.
The only thing that matters to you now is pleasing me... Your only pleasure is giving pleasure to your goddess. Now let's see how good you are with that tongue