How Far Would you Go To Satisfy Me?
If I ask you to go a little farther, do you feel tempted? If I tell you to open up a little more, do you feel pressured? If snap and point, do you feel compelled to click a little more frequently? Well, you should. Part of the thrill after all is in the shame you’re allowed to feel afterwards…right before the aftercare begins.
O/our D/s FLR Relationship
A blissful D/s relationship is one built on numerous factors including respect, obedience and trust. But how far would you go to truly pleasure Me? Gape wide, spend more, throat deeper? Would you feel intensely turned on by agreeing to anything in order to satisfy My sometimes coarse demands?
There is no need for compromise to work through ‘your’ inadequacies. your boundaries are flexible as are My entertainment needs. your pride is replaceable, as are those that seek audience with Me. you came here hoping to fulfill some void or sexual fantasy. you’ll leave here praying to be allowed back in, drooling, dripping over the thought of what I might have in store for you next go round.
My Pleasure Through Fetish
My fetishes appear far too unconventional to most, pique the interests of many others, and leave a lucky small few sticky, laying wet in their own goo puddles, basking in it even. This is a give and take relationship; you give, I take, simple as that.
It’s beyond a privilege to be subjected to the pressure to conform, to preform and fit into whatever mold I desire to stuff and squeeze your struggling being in to. Stroke to that right there, yeah. Be riddled with guilt about not being enough until you can be better. For Me. This will assure you of never having to ever endure the feeling of abandonment ever again in your short little life. I throw away trash not toys and I see antiques as fixer-uppers. Supposed “alphas” as toner-downers.
Imagine Pleasuring Me…
Have you visualized it yet? That look of unbridled pleasure and passion on My face that occurs, rather frequently nowadays, when I insert the length of My strap-on to the back of My subs throat? When a findom sub releases all expendable assets to My favor? When a good goon skips dinner with friends to stay in and edge all night on My orders? When I force a previous rake of a male to turn a new leaf and become a complete sissy bitch cuckold to his now sexually empowered wife? The ‘worth it’ factor is immeasurable for My gluttonous gratification.
I don’t need to enforce a compliance code to coerce you to live up to My expectations. you’ll salivate while you attempt to overcompensate for all the ways you aren’t allowed to please Me. Physically, for example, seeing My sexy body is a luxury for such a subordinate but don’t let the thought overstimulate your mind and put you in a state of massive confusion. But I’ve got a cure for that when it does happen.
I’ll put you in your place and hold you there and make you the acceptable little puppet and plaything that Us in upper society demand you be. But in the end, you’ll desire only to accommodate My deviant demands and cater to My lascivious laws. And thus not having Me ask you how far you would go to satisfy Me, but you asking Me how far will I allow you to go and are you far enough yet to peak and thrill Me.
– Goddess Mya Kulpa