Down on your knees, you get the view you were made for, a breathtaking, powerful goddess towering above you, reminding you just how small, inferior, and inadequate you truly are. That’s where you belong, on your knees, your rightful place beneath me. From down there, you get the privilege of admiring my beauty, but don’t mistake it as permission to touch. You’re unworthy of pleasure, unworthy of release. You’re pussy-free, permanently denied the indulgences of a real man. On your knees, you surrender everything. Your dignity, your control, your rights. You’re nothing more than a beta, and every moment you spend in your rightful place proves it. Stay there, where you belong, worshiping Me from below.