What Serving Me Does To You

It's hard for men not to fall under My spell. With My dark eyes, adorable and evil giggle, curves, cunning, intelligence, and grace, I make them fall over one another like dominos -- one by one, one after the next after the next. You men are far and away too easy to twist into whatever I want.

Especially if you find yourself needy, and hard, over the thought of serving Me. Of wearing My collar. No two subs are ever trained in the same amount of time, nor through identical means. And not all make it to the finish line. I easily turn down subs that have sent Me hundreds upon hundreds of dollars in cash and gifts, and do it without batting an eye. But if I see that you have potential -- true, malleable traits that I can mold to my liking -- I will turn you into the farthest thing from your old self.

You will honor all women. All sizes and races, trans and cis, old and young. To be a woman is to be a powerful, supreme member of society, and you will never look at one with jealousy, disdain, disgust, or any negative emotion again. All are wonderful. All are beautiful. I might be the most of these, but the ones around Me are to be treated with nothing but honor and respect.

You will be unable to cum without sending to Me. Not only will it just not be allowed, but further along the line, you'll realize that nothing makes your cock harder than sending Me your hard-earned cash. The more you can make it hurt for yourself, the more powerful that white-hot lightning feeling is as it shoots from your veins into your little dicklet. The thought of Me touching it, owning it, spending it on things I don't need, makes you happier knowing that it serves no place sitting in your savings account.

You will realize that sex is forever something out of your reach. You may have access to it, but anyone that you have sex with will be nothing compared to how I make you feel when I emasculate you. When I humiliate you. When I command you to do whatever I wish. Why attempt to please a woman when you can invest in pleasing a Goddess?

You will fully embrace your subservience, both in kink and vanilla life. You will be more polite toward your fellow human. You will be courteous toward women. You will step aside when a real alpha male strides past you. In ways both subtle and obvious, you will make known that you are a sub. That even though your life may give you control, at the end of the day, you are still the puppy, the sub, the bitch of a Domme. Of Me. And I want the world to know.

You will never put your wants first again. You want to cum? Too bad. You want Me to slow down? Maybe, maybe not. You want to be called this petname instead of that petname? That's a pity. Your brain, your body, your orgasms, your cash, and your soul will all be bound in the same chains, and I will be the one holding them all. I want cash to go shopping? Yes, Mistress. I want a pair of shoes sent to Me? Please tell me the size and style, Mistress. I want you to be stuck in mental or physical chastity for a solid month? As you wish, Mistress.

You will understand the honor having an orgasm is. If you're a chronic masturbator, that will end. If you have a constant sex life, that will end. For you to receive any pleasure, to feel any, is a privilege that if I am to allow you to have, you will value like a life-saving medicine. In order to keep you steady and linear, I can't have your brain fogged up with wanting release. Oh no. Though infrequent, you will become grateful that I can lead you through the haze of being a sex-obsessed loser. You will be clearer, and when you are not, I will make each pore of yours erupt with pleasure. And you will thank Me over and over for it.