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I'm a bitch, it's true, but at My age, I have learned not to take shit from weaklings like you. I know, from experience, what sick things go through the minds of men, and I've learned just how to exploit them. It's obvious to a woman like Me that you've had submissive tendencies for a while. Equally obvious is the fact that that young girlfriend of yours is just not tough enough to control you the way you know you deserve. The things she'd let you get away with are the things that I will persecute you for. I have no problem forcing you on your knees for all sorts of depraved punishments, and My advanced years have trained Me in all the perfect ways to ensure your obedience.
In My life, I've played many roles, all of which I can use to diminish you. Imagine, for example, Me showing up at your doorstep in a power suit, blazer just barely concealing a tight-laced corset while My long, tapered-leg pants graze along the tops of stiletto heels. I conquered the business world, conquering a worthless slut like you would be no trouble at all. If the sassy business woman doesn't catch your attention, maybe it's the cruel headmistress of that school or university that you were so proud to have graduated from.
Your status is important to you, isn't it? In My position of power, I manage your success as well as your failure...it all depends on how eager you are to prove yourself as worthy to Me. I know all the tips and tricks of the trade; I am a well-rounded, take-no-shit sort of Domme who will overpower every aspect of your frail little spirit.
When you think about ultimate servitude to a strong Mistress, your mind turns not to sweet, virginal girls, but instead to seasoned, mature leather-clad Goddesses such as Myself. As it should be; young girls may be for casual fucking, but older ladies are for worshipping.
So, call. Now!
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