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Admit it: you already know how this is going to end. My irresistibly seductive voice, the vision of perfection that is My tall tattooed body, a dominance that does not demand but simply expects your submission... It's undeniable that you should serve Me. You worship Me. I am your Empress; render unto Me what is Mine.

Everything you do should be in service to My needs. I consume all your thoughts and control your time and, of course, your wallet. Every minute you spend at your overpaid job, you're dreaming of Me. For every dollar you spend on yourself, you'll send Me two. Your only purpose in life is to work to serve Me.

As your craving for Me grows, your purpose will become more and more clear. It's not an addiction, it's a calling. You realize you were meant only to be My financial slave and nothing more. My loyal and adoring servant, living for Me at My feet.

What are you waiting for? Your Empress needs worship.