Om mig

I am Mistress NICOLE — cruel by nature, divine by design. I don’t dominate for fun. I dominate because it is my right. You exist to serve me, to beg for my approval, to break under my hand and beg to be reshaped. Every scream you release feeds my desire. Every tear fuels my wrath. You are not worthy, but you may earn a place beneath my heel. I am not your fantasy. I am your reckoning. You will kneel until your knees blister. You will obey until your thoughts are no longer your own. And when your mind is shattered and rebuilt in my image, then — and only then — may you call yourself mine.