[domme] if you were my lucky slutty bitch you would have the privilege of making my dinner every night, doing my chores, rubbing my errands, licking my feet and sniffing my dirty ass. Now on your knees bowing down to your highness, little bitches
[domme] don’t mistake the soft face for weakness, I’ll bend you over and run a train on you with my strap ons while verbally humiliating you until you’re just a teeny tiny sobbing mess