You belong down there. And I'm exactly where I am meant to be: above you. This is the only view of me you will ever be allowed. And you'll soon worship it until there's nothing left but obedience, devotion, and your desperate need to remain at my feet. You're such a good, needy worshiper... always craving more.. always aching to be used by your Goddess, to serve me more and more intensely. More and more hungrily. Are you ready to surrender completely, or will you end up even more lost to me?
