QueenSorcha

[b] The only problem with men….is that I’ve yet to meet a real one…[/b]

[b]If you want my admiration, you have to earn it. If you want my body, you can’t have it. I’m only interested in one thing from you: worship. I’m a mature, sexy, big, beautiful Queen – and if you’re pathetic enough, I might just let you worship at my throne. I’m your heaven and your hell. I’m the calm and the storm. Make no mistake: I don’t care about your troubles and your worries – I care only for your adoration.[/b]

[b]You’re thinking “what is she on about?” I dare you to come and find out. There is no love here, only your right to adore me in whatever way I see fit. Don’t expect me to gush with appreciation; don’t expect me to sooth your fears – if you want attention, go somewhere else. What YOU can expect is to earn the chance for me to punish you.[/b]

[b]There are no words of comfort; I can only despise you with my words. There is no velvet glove, for all I have for you is the iron hand. I will squash your face with my beautiful ass, and leave you struggling for breath. And when I allow you to breathe again, you will thank me. I will slap, beat and whip you raw and you will be grateful for it. You will be my foot-stool, and I when I have done resting my gorgeous feet on your pathetic back, you will love my feet with your tongue – IF you have earned it. Your cock is a pathetic worm; don’t expect it to be gratified. Your lust will not be satisfied during our time together; only your need to treated like the wimp that you are.[/b]

[b]You are a sissy and you haven’t realized it yet. If you are lucky enough to have earned the right to spend time in my company, I will teach you the meaning of obedience. I will teach you your place beneath me as a man. Humiliation is my favourite, but cruel is my nature. So if you want praise for being a good slave, move on. I don’t care about your feelings or anything else which is important to you – the only thing that will be important when we are together is me. Cry if you want – all you will get is my laughter at your pathetic attempts to be a man.[/b]

[b]I am extreme. I am not for the faint-hearted. So be warned, and don’t expect anything else. Bring your servitude and your wallet – I will take advantage of both, and you will admire and love me for doing it. [/b]

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[b]Dom-lite[/b]
[b]Fear and trepidation fill your heart as you arrive to experience your first worship session at my feet. You can expect to greeted cordially, but that’s all. Take a little time to steady yourself, as you come into my boudoir – on your knees of course. I will stand over you , and your adoration will begin. I will abuse you as I would a dog. Maybe I’ll use my razor tongue to belittle you. Maybe I’ll tell you the truth about men as I rest my feet on you – before you clean them of course. You won’t do it right of course, so there’ll have to be suitable punishment. Or maybe I won’t do any of that. You won’t be able to answer back of course – your mouth will be too busy working on my ass.[/b]

[b]Medi-dom[/b]
[b]You’ve been a worthless worm today. Your wife is dull. Your work is full of responsibilities. You wish it would all go away. But I don’t care. You will worship and you will do a good job. Except you won’t. And then I’ll have to teach you. And I find teaching makes me so angry. No matter how many time I paddle you, you JUST WON’T LEARN. I will watch as you struggle against the ties that bind you, every time I whip the pale skin of your ass. Don’t look me in the eye – that only makes me angrier. And we don’t want that, do we? DO WE?[/b]

[b]Full-on Dom[/b]
[b]I don’t even want to see you in those clothes, you sissy. I think a worm like you is more befitting something in pink. With lace and frills. Maybe I will lead you around the house on a chain, like a little poodle. Maybe I will let you cook and clean for me. But you’ll only make a mess, and then you’ll have to be punished. Punished in that uptight ass, with a dildo, or maybe more. Perhaps I will call my friends so we can share in your humiliation. Don’t ask me to fuck you with my strap-on - I will decide if you deserve it. And certainly don’t expect me to satisfy that pathetic cock of yours; you can leave that for someone who gives a shit. This isn't relief - it's punishment for a job NOT well done, and you just know you're useless enough to merit that punishment...