Obey to your Mistress
A dominant, confident woman stands tall, her posture exuding authority. Dressed in a sleek leather skirt, animal print pantyhose, and black boots, she holds a riding crop in one hand. Her gaze is intense, commanding your attention as she speaks.
"Listen carefully, pet. You are here to serve me, and nothing less. I am your mistress, and it is my will that governs you now. Look at me. Do you see the way my leather skirt hugs my body, how the animal print pantyhose accentuates my legs, and how my black boots ground me in power? Everything about me demands respect. Everything about me demands your obedience.
You may try to resist, to question, but the truth is, you will obey me. Every inch of your body, every thought in your mind should be focused on pleasing me. That is your role, your purpose. And you will learn that when I speak, you listen. When I give an order, you follow.
You are nothing without my control, and I will remind you of that with every command I give. Feel the weight of my gaze, the firmness of my grip on this riding crop. I don’t need to raise my voice. You will feel the power of my presence. You will obey.
When you disobey, you will learn the consequences. But make no mistake—this isn't punishment. This is your submission. Your surrender to my dominance. I’m not here to pamper you. I’m here to shape you, to make you understand what true discipline means.
Now, understand this clearly: when you stand before me, you are nothing. You are here to serve me. Obey your mistress, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll begin to understand the pleasure of true submission."
You may try to resist, to question, but the truth is, you will obey me. Every inch of your body, every thought in your mind should be focused on pleasing me. That is your role, your purpose. And you will learn that when I speak, you listen. When I give an order, you follow.
You are nothing without my control, and I will remind you of that with every command I give. Feel the weight of my gaze, the firmness of my grip on this riding crop. I don’t need to raise my voice. You will feel the power of my presence. You will obey.
When you disobey, you will learn the consequences. But make no mistake—this isn't punishment. This is your submission. Your surrender to my dominance. I’m not here to pamper you. I’m here to shape you, to make you understand what true discipline means.
Now, understand this clearly: when you stand before me, you are nothing. You are here to serve me. Obey your mistress, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll begin to understand the pleasure of true submission."
