Why do you do this to yourself?

In My considerably lengthy career as a Domme, I relish having had the opportunity to learn about all manner of different fetishes. What makes you tick, what sparks your dick. Not because I have interest in you reaching pleasure and satisfaction, of course, but because this information is useful to Me.

It lets Me reach one impeccably manicured nail into your noggin and give your tweaked little brain-meats a whirl until you don’t know up from down. Until you’re sweating and dry-mouthed and panting. Until you’re ready to have what you know most of the people in your life would never understand your craving for. But I do, sweetiepie.
I understand. I get you. I know who you are and I know what to do with it. This is not just about financially benefiting from you. (Though that is My favorite part.) This is about control. This is about manipulation. This is about making you My plaything, to do what I will, when I will, how I will.

Having intimate knowledge of what weakens your knees allows Me to poke at your tenderest parts. It’s the scalpel that allows Me to carry out the surgery your psyche yearns for. The mind of a submissive is one that desires surrender to transformation. I’m not merely a woman who exploits the kinks of men for monetary profit. I’m a greedy guide who puts you through the paces of your evolution.

You cannot continue to exist in stagnant complacency. You're not a fly trapped in amber. That's why you're here, with Me.