You will be receiving a slave task, I know you recite your mantras as you fulfil your debt contract to me. I am aware that I look flawless in my divine high heels, leather red gloves, elegant dress, and perfect pantyhose, you will bow down in my presence, demonstrating your respect for your sublime findom Princess. I am your purpose, and you yearn for my acceptance. I understand your true self, I can strip away your ego to unveil a submissive slave at my feet, eager to obey my every command, mine to shape, a toy for my desires. When I demand gift cards, tributes, and I expect to be obeyed. I am buried deep within your mind, our debt contract always at the forefront of your thoughts. Listen closely as I add to your daily mantras and financial orders, for I need to ensure that you are serving me in peak condition, mentally and financially. You endure mental chastity for me, constantly striving to sacrifice, as you purchase and worship all my clips and honor me daily while reciting your mantras. I want you to show me how fortunate you are to serve me, and always remember Princess wants, Princess gets.
