Goddess Angel – Born to serve

It all started as a small fascination. You came to my twitter page, or maybe my clip studio and became intrigued. You almost seemed to subconsciously gravitate towards me, forcing yourself into a path of mindless submission. It’s as if you were compelled to be a good boy the minute you saw me. Your body tingled at the thought of being owned and bound by a superior Goddess. You felt strange comfort in your bones. You were born to serve. Destined to be the perfect little bitch of Princess. Your toes are already tingling at the mere thought, and my soft yet firm voice is what brought you right into my arms. Your need to serve is slowly taking over, carrying you away to distant places and filling the void only with G O O D D I S S A AN G E L …. You know it feels good. To not participate in this “facade”, which you find yourself in everyday… You are no man. You are an item. A thing. A toy. Total and complete servitude. But not yet. It’s not easy to get it. You have to work for it. It was all about me…