Lately, so many betas are looking for a Mommy. They need me to be their mommy. However, I am more of a Joan Crawford Mommy. I am not nice. I make my betababies sniff my ass crack and worship my tits before I put them to bed. I humiliate and destroy their sense of self. My betababies cower in fear of me, knowing that I am the one in control. They beg for my approval and validation, even as I belittle and degrade them. But despite my harsh methods, they keep coming back for more, craving the twisted love and attention only a Joan Crawford Mommy can provide. And I will continue to dominate and mold them into the perfect submissive beta, because that is what they truly desire deep down. They thrive on the power dynamic I create, reveling in the pain and pleasure I inflict upon them. Each night, as I tuck them in and kiss their foreheads, they look up at me with adoration and adulation. They know that I am their Queen, their guiding light in a dark and cruel world. And I will not let them down, for I am their ultimate source of fulfillment and satisfaction. Together, we form a twisted and beautiful bond that can never be broken.