I want you to gently put me on my knees, kiss my forehead, and then hold my chin up. Ask me if I’m listening.
(Yes.) Yes what? (Yes, Daddy. I’m listening.) Good. You look pretty on your knees, I’m already getting hard. You’re such a good girl for us. But here’s the first thing I want you to really hear: you don’t have to worry about looking pretty anymore. You wore what we asked, and you put on lots of mascara for Daddy to ruin, you shaved your pussy for me, and you’re done with that part of your job. From now on I’m going to take those pretty little touches and turn them into humiliating messes, one by one. You’re going to crawl out of here looking like my perfect disgusting little sloppy whore. Got it? Stop worrying about looking pretty now. (Thank you Daddy, I just want to think about serving you and Mistress.) Good girl. Now this is the second thing you need to hear: you are nothing. You know when I say that it’s a gift, not a criticism. When you walked in that door you were relieved of any dignity or self-respect. Since you’re nothing, you don’t have any reputation to protect. When you worry about yourself, you’re worrying about nothing. All you have to do is focus on us. We’ll build you into exactly what we want you to be, and you’ll be perfect. Do you understand that you’re nothing, and that is a gift we gave you? (Fuck, yes Daddy. Thank you for helping me be perfect.) You’re welcome. Come here so we can stroke your hair while we tell you this last thing you need to know. Now let’s practice your first two instructions: let your tongue hang out. Hold your Mistress’s gaze and crawl to her, please. Until you drip drool on my floor I want your tongue out. Good job. You’re so beautiful when you’re degrading yourself for us. A perfect little slut. Now close your mouth and look at me, please. This is the last thing you need to know: We are going to destroy you. You deserve to know how it feels to be taken apart piece by piece, because we know exactly how much you crave it. With your fingers on your clit you told me, over and over. You need to be broken and you gave us all the information we needed, voluntarily. And we’re going to use it to take everything you have. And then we’re going to keep going. You will cry tonight, and scream, and I’ll mix your tears with my cum and push it all down into your throat because you don’t waste what I give you. We’re going to completely own you. You look scared. Good. Nod your head if you understand how badly you fucked up by telling us the depraved shit you think about, and if you want us to use it to completely fucking break you. You may take a second to think about it. . . . Good girl. Let’s get started.
