You love the idea of an arrogant princess who holds more power than you'll ever be capable of handling, more insight and control over your own mind, more tools and resources to wreck you inside and out. Just the idea of that makes you weak. I could use your every vulnerability against you, and just thinking about it is so erotic, so thrilling, so addicting. That's what makes me so dangerous. The fact that at any moment, I could pull the trigger, and you'd melt, absolutely defeated. My beauty and perfect form alone is plenty to ruin you, so what's stopping me from pushing those buttons that will surely make you self-destruct? Simple. I do what I want. It may be amusing to play with you like a puppet on my strings, but on days like these, sometimes I don't feel like doing anything at all. But you still fall to your knees for me just the same. You pay and you serve and you wait for me to be in the mood to use you again, to paint myself in your fantasy, to humiliate you with your favorite kink. Just not today. Today all I want to do is be served and worshipped as I am, your perfect dream girl and bratty princess. Your arrogant muse and cruel Goddess. I'll do nothing but remind you of how pathetic you are to be so in love with a woman who is paid to laugh at you, giving you hardly anything at all but some apathetic attention, and you'll eat it up over and over again. And do you know why? Because you're a loser undeserving of my mind and body, and I'm an arrogant Goddess who does what I want, when I want, how I want. So say "thank you".