There are days when my cruelty rises to the surface, and I crave the thrill of using someone until there’s nothing left. On those days, I don’t reach for the subs who please me the most. No… those pets get spared my darkest moods.
Instead, I turn to the ones I dislike. The ones who are already weak, already pathetic, already clinging to my presence like it’s their only purpose. They become my prey. I bait them with just enough tease to hook them, dangling the possibility of attention, the illusion of favor. They fall for it every time, hungry and desperate. And once I’ve got them exactly where I want them, I drain them dry. Money, energy, devotion.. I take it all.
While I’m at it, I become as cruel as I can be. Degradation, heartless humiliation, cruel demands. Every second they remain in my grasp, they’re reminded that they are nothing but disposable trash at the hands of a SUPERIOR Goddess.
And when I’ve had my fill.. *giggles* I discard them. No aftercare, no thanks, no acknowledgment of their suffering. Just silence. They crawl back into the void, empty, broken, and craving more… knowing they’ll never be more than a temporary amusement for me.
It’s about power, control, and cruelty when I choose it. The weak exist to be used, and I’ll never apologize for throwing them away.
I spent my day using a few of the manthings I dislike the most. Hella gift cards, some cash and a few gifts. Fuck them. Fuck YOU if you don’t think it’s right. I do what I want when I want. They are lucky they even got my attention at all.
