Sub space

Come closer to me. Crawl. Would you like to put this collar on for me? Would you like to humiliate yourself for me?

You still have a choice now. Do you want to be my slave? Do you want to serve me, good boy?

I know my questions confuse you. You are already stroking for me, thinking about me. How it would be to serve me and how lucky you are to have the opportunity. Your mind is on so totally different things then my questions. You are watching my long legs cross and uncross. You follow the dangle of my heels. My hand touching my hair and trailing the curve of my breast.

It's so mesmerizing. Come with me and I'll take you to outer space. Let's go there. Keep your hand on your cock. Keep stroking. Take a deep breath and come to subspace with me.

Follow me to that little place inside you. You try to hide it so well, but I know it is inside of you. It grows every day. Developing in something so beautiful. Your warm, cosy, kinky, secret place.

Go to that intimate place. Think about all the ways throughout your lifetime that you've taken pleasure in serving. It feels so good to be hard for me. It feels so good to crave me. It feels so good to serve and be lost and give in and be weak for me. It feels so good.

And you're over there in your collar on your knees, masturbating because I said so. Does it annoy you how easy it is for me? On your knees, practically drooling. And you would drool for me if I told you to. Drool for me. Just let it slip from your lips, on your chin. You're lost, pathetic and weak. Because I told you to.

Come with me to that little place deep inside of you. That place that makes you feel small. But also so proud. Proud, because you are on a mission to serve female supremacy. It is the only thing that makes you feel whole. Where you can finally be yourself.

Think about how much you crave it. How much you love how easy it is for me to manipulate you. How much you want it. Drooling, waiting for your next command. Desperate for it. You want to be weak. You need to be weak. I'm here to make you weak. Are you still pumping away hard over there? Drooling? Ofcourse! Good boy. Your mind is so easy to manipulate. I can just stretch it out as if it's a piece of gum. Your weak mind. Absorbent, squishy and mushy for me.

Let's add a little layer to it. Set up a little tribute for me.

It makes you nervous doesn't it? You know that when I "snap" something's gonna happen. Think about it and feel how good it feels every time you've given me a tribute. The feeling of losing that tribute, That little loss in your wallet. Watching your bank account get just a little bit smaller. Knowing that it's going to someone better than you. Someone higher than you. Mistress on her pedestal Give it to me. Your Goddess.

Set up a tribute for me. One hundred dollars. We will start slow. Click send. And press the shaft of your cock against the floor. Just a little friction. Work it back and forth. Keep drooling for me. Spit for me. Drain for me. And tribute. Cause it's hard. It's hard to resist. It's impossible to refuse. It's what you want.