You’re not fucking coming out with me tonight. Uhm. Hell no. Look at you. You’re my boyfriend…and you’re on your knees below me? Ha. It’s so clear to me and everyone what you are. I mean look at yourself. You’re fucking pathetic. You’re nothing but a little bitch! Everyone knows it. I’m going out tonight with my friend. And you? You’re sitting your beta ass down here waiting for me to text you to send for my beverages. You’re my bitch now. You’re now my house slave. You’re going to work and you’re working at home. And you’re going to love it. All the cooking. All of the the laundry. I’m not your girlfriend anymore. You are to address me as Goddess now. All I want to hear from you is: yes, Goddess, sent, Goddess, whatever you want, Goddess. Now repeat after me…..I love it when Lalita is in control.