Your life has one purpose: to serve, sacrifice, and finance my luxury. Know that your place is always beneath me. Bow down before your superior Goddess, as a reminder of your inferiority.
Back to the office you go, clocking in just to fund my lifestyle. Pretending to work, but really obsessing over my media. Your coworkers are chatting, but you canβt hear them because youβre too busy counting the minutes until you can get home and los