I don’t think you realize the full extent of my thirst for power. You think this is all for show, that it’s just for the fantasy; I play to the camera so that you can get your rocks off and I can get paid to live my lavish lifestyle. If that’s truly all you think this is, you haven’t been listening. You don’t believe me, do you? Don’t you think it’s possible and entirely probable that I get off on the power exchange just as much, or even more than you do? You don’t think that with my hundreds and thousands of transactions all made in worship of my supremacy, I would get off to the reach, the power, the worship? You think my power over you is sexy? I’m the one experiencing that power trip first hand every time I watch you submit to my whim and will. There is nothing sexier than being the one to facilitate such strong and intense power exchange and the thrill of seeing my biggest fantasies and desires come to life. If there was ever a time to worship my warm, soaking pussy, it would be right after an intense session with a slave who was prepared to submit and push as far as it takes to turn me on and get me off. And believe me: it does. Every. Fucking. Time.