Submission and Despair: How You'll Become My Plaything
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You wretched excuse for existence, you can't fathom the depths of degradation awaiting you. In this masterpiece of domination, I will obliterate your pathetic sense of self, molding you into a sniveling wretch groveling beneath my feet. Your pleas for reprieve will fall on deaf ears as I you in agony, disgrace, and utter obedience. Your pitiful cies will fuel my pleasure as you surrender to a shameful climax, drained of everything and wholly consumed by me. Think this torment has an end? Foolish wretch, it's merely the dawn of an endless cycle of suffering and submission. Your autonomy is gone—you belong solely to me, trapped in my unrelenting grasp.
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Begging for even the slightest crumbs, isn't it?
Such a small,
worthy to touch them,
only to worship,
slave,
waiting for your mistress's cum,
always beneath my feet,
I will do whatever I command.
Insignificant speck,
desperation,
but the only relief,
humiliation out of you,
how long you were.
I am your mother,
and I am going to crush you under my screen,
every moan,
at least in pain and humiliation.
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