Correct, my findom worship slave, I am aware that you send me tributes and honor me by reciting your mantras. You are mine; you are now my slave. You require me, and you understand that nothing else in this world holds significance but me. Your submission extends beyond mere nudity and conversation; it embodies absolute findom slavery. Your heart beats solely for me, and you yearn to be devoted to my service. I can bring you to your knees with a mere **** of my fingers, compelling you to shower me with money to sustain my princess lifestyle. Nothing else occupies your thoughts; my power is far greater than your pure submission. You will always ensure my happiness, for you recognize that I am your superior princess. Your desire for me runs deeper than the fabric of my skimpiest outfits; you are acutely aware of the power I wield over you, ten thousand times over.
