Published: July 13th 2025, 5:25:51 am
You're not here to think. You're here to adore what you belong to.
And my body is your altar—flawless, commanding, untouchable unless I say otherwise.
Every inch of me demands reverence, not questions. You're not a man right now—you’re a worshipper, trembling at the feet of your Goddess.
So bow lower, breathe slower, and let your lips beg for forgiveness with every kiss.
Because serving me isn’t a privilege—it’s your purpose.😈