T̷H̷E̷ S̷U̷N̷S̷E̷T̷ S̷E̷R̷E̷N̷I̷T̷Y̷

Hierarchy of Devotion. Lurkers/invisible: You are currently at the absolute bottom—an 'Invisible.' You have no name, no voice, and no status. The recognized ones: Decide how much of a loser you want to be, and then act accordingly. Don't send me a 'hi' or a 'you’re pretty'—compliments are cheap and I’ve heard them all. The devotee: One-way DM access. You can send me your confessions or "devotion reports” The divinity sponsors: I will personally choose a new "label" for you. You don't have a name anymore; you have a rank.

"The harder you work, the softer l live. That's how this balance works, pet." When I speak, your wallet listens. It knows who's in control. Pay up.

"You crave rules. You crave control. Let me give you both-publicly."

how did we get here? 🤦‍♂️

@imfunnychat 😇

"The harder you work, the sweeter my rewards. That's the balance of my world."

Well I guess X has decided to reward my account with engagement after all.

You know what would be fun right now? If you got so weak for my shiny lingerie and its power, that you'd start shaking and leaking.

you should probably start opening your wallet. that’s the only thing about you that i find even remotely attractive.

Imagine the satisfaction of seeing me with the prize you funded, knowing that a piece of your labor is now part of my luxury.

How’s the view down there.

don’t think. just react.

Can you even remember who you were before you entered this palace? That person is gone, replaced by this version of you—the one who kneel and waits for the crumbs of my attention.

I love how I can occupy every corner of your mind without even being in the room.

Are you loyal or are you luggage?

@spoilelisa This should be the honest reaction here 😂😂

oh, thats not…

Wake up and keep your eyes closed for a moment. Feel that weight on your chest? That isn't just the morning air; it’s the realization that another week has begun and you are still exactly where I left you—at the foot of my bed, waiting for a sign.