@myheartinherhands
“I am your Goddess. You are My slave. You are My possession now. Look close and listen carefully…"
“You want to obey Me… you need to obey Me… you must obey Me.”
The cold in your mind intensified.
Obey Her. Yes, of course.
“You want to serve Me… you need to serve Me… you must serve Me.”
Serve. you will serve Her.
“You want to please Me… you need to please Me… you must please Me.”
Please Her. Always. Fully. Totally.
My mind felt frostbitten. So cold.
“You want to satisfy Me… you need to satisfy Me… you must satisfy Me.”
Satisfy all of Her desires. Yes.
“You want to love Me… you need to love Me… you must love Me.”
Of course.
My mind… like ice.
I felt like a good slave ready to obey the Goddess she loved...and belonged totally to now and forever...
“I am your Goddess. You are My slave. You are My possession now. Look close and listen carefully.” I knew My eyes both expressed and betrayed My true feelings…and My hunger. We both know you are My helpless and willing prey.
"Yes Goddess...I am yours forever."
"Good girl. Now...Obey, Serve, Please and Love Me...because you want, you need, you MUST."