Looking at my luxury is a paradise for a peasant like you, your weakness for elegant, arrogant women. you love my expensive fur on me, your Queen. I'm a luxurious, expensive, beautiful lady, always perfectly dressed with my perfect classically manicured. Red heels of suede and stunning shiny pantyhose. I live in extravagance, you know you aren't even worthy of kissing my high-heeled soles. Peasant's like you belong below women like me. Pure luxury and expensive items for me and crumbs for you, you treasure these crumbs of attention I throw your way. I belong up here and you belong down on the ground. you are not even worthy to touch your Goddess' fur, if you are lucky, you may be allowed to lick the bottom of my high heels. I'm your cold Queen, your ruler you need me. Now I give your life purpose, so obey and kneel before your luxurious Queen in fur.
