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| Pure Goddess- meticulous, technical, and very formal.
I'm here to be worshiped and will tolerate no less. Being mean to males is my real passion. Some may say I'm a misandrist, but I say that I am just wired to loved the sound of grown men grovelling. And what I say goes. I order. I insult. I humiliate. You thank me for every syllable off my tongue with which you're blessed.
Do you ever encounter a woman that makes you feel out of control? You're normally so put together, but all of the sudden- you feel wrong. You stammer. You stutter. You stumble around. Nothing you do is right. And then she says a single word to you and you feel balanced. Centered. Appreciative. All it took was her acknowledging that you exist and you feel relieved- able to breathe deeply and vie for her attention ever more. Making men feel like this is what I was put on this earth to do. What you need is a Goddess' approval. My approval. But have you earned it?
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