Breathe for me, loser. Nice and slow.
Let my words slide in, deeper than you thought they could go.
Feel them spreading through you, curling around the parts you hide, sinking into the places you keep private.
Every word is another touch. Another pull. Another reason to let go.
“You don’t get to control how you fall. Only that you do.”
Most of you are not submissive. You are just horny. Your cock gets hard and suddenly you think that is submission. It isn’t. It is need without devotion. Desire without surrender. And until you give up everything, you are nothing but a loser pretending.
“Hi.”
“Hi Mistress.”
“Hello Goddess.”
Pathetic. Lazy. Cheap.
Those words do not make me interested, loser… they make me want to shut you out. But the thought of the right kind of loser? The one who waits, who aches, who offers without expecting? That… makes me want to take my time with you. To strip away the last of your control until you tremble just hearing my voice.
“Patience is the first proof you belong to Me.”
A real submissive waits. He lets the ache build. He learns how we want to be approached. He understands this is not about him, it is about us. He knows the moment we notice him is not just a gift, it is an invitation to fall deeper.
And he falls. Every time.
Even now, you feel it, don’t you?
That slow, warm pressure spreading through your chest and lower,
the kind that makes your breath catch just a little.
The kind that makes you want to keep reading.
The kind that makes you need to keep reading.
Some losers buy our Loser Control 3.0 in Second Life, put it on, and instantly expect the show to start.
Pathetic! You did not buy entertainment. You bought an opportunity to be claimed. A door. And that door opens only when you have proven you deserve to kneel behind it.
“The door opens when I say so. Not before.”
We do not adjust for you.
We do not wait for you.
We do not chase you.
Instead, you ache for us.
You crave our control
You need to be ours
You get hard when you see our name.
You stay ready,
hoping this time you will be taken further.
A good submissive knows exactly how this works:
- He gives before being told, because giving is a thrill
- He offers before asking, because our pleasure is his only focus
- He obeys without hesitation, because thinking would only slow him down
- He lets go of limits, because he craves what happens after the limits are gone
- He learns that the deeper he falls, the better it feels
“Your limits exist to be broken by My hands.”
Here is the truth, loser… your fantasies are ours the moment we want them. We will take them apart slowly, teasing them open like a zipper sliding down your last layer of control. We will twist them until you can’t tell if they were ever yours at all.
We will build them into something sharper, darker, more intoxicating than anything you dared to imagine.
Even now, part of you is saying yes. Yes to letting go. Yes to being rewritten. Yes to being used in ways that make your pulse pound and your knees weak.
Every thought, every craving, every need will lead you back to us. You will crave our voice, the way it wraps around you like warm silk and barbed wire. You will obey before you even think to question it. You will live in the world we create for you, because your own will is nothing compared to ours.
“When I own you, even your thoughts won’t be yours.”
It is never about you, loser.
It is about us.
And when we decide to use you, you will be used completely.
Mind. Body. Pulse. Breath. Until there is nothing left but the need to please.
💋 Goddess Tatjana & Olivia – We make your arousal our property.
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