Yara

I'm here, not to turn you into a lowly cunt, but to help you feel brave enough to access and show Me the one you are already...

Not to force you to humiliate and degrade yourself... but to allow you to humiliate and degrade yourself in order to please Me.

To make you feel comfortable enough with your own nudity and sexuality to allow you be what you always should have been. Pet. Object. Property. Slave.

you have so many conflicting ideas, mostly because of the life you were drawn into and forced to live in a world that doesn't and never did understand you.

I'm allowing you to leave that in the past to embrace an entirely new life.

This is your collar. Locked, unyielding and permanent. It provides safety, comfort and control. It is not only a reminder of your inferiority but of your true place in the world. It is a symbol of submission, belonging and the need to be dominated to all who see you wearing it.

There will be no removing it once it's locked on.

There will be no going back to the world you once knew.

Humiliating the cunt wasn't enough for Him. He needed it to crave it just as much as He did.... to be so desperate for His approval that nothing was off limits.

Constantly.

Exposed at all times.

Nothing covers your body.... not even that patch of hair between your legs that you think looks cute.

I want to see the lips of your cunt... to see how wet you are when you're horny.... to see it drip when you can no longer control yourself.

While turning a career woman into a worthless, stupid little cunt is My ultimate goal, I've learned that doing so through force often causes the fear addled mind of a female to run or disappear. you all know from experience. The first sign of fear or stress and the female retreats back to the safety of its home, its job or its friends.

Instead, I offer the safety any cunt really needs... A haven for it to confess everything with no judgement or shame... but at a price. Explaining My needs to it so there are no miscommunications, I allow it to confess things... fantasies so deep and dark... the ones that scare or confuse it and make it ashamed of its own disgusting needs. I allow it to touch its cunt and masturbate as it tells Me everything in detail. I make it ask if it is truly as disgusting as it feels until it begs to cum from its own humiliation.

I tell it that it's perfectly normal for a cunt to feel this way... reassuring it that it will be better once it tells Me every sordid detail of its past... degrading it while making it feel safe with Me.

Eventually, it will come to need to humiliate itself for Me at its own expense. its cunt will leak in anticipation of our talks and it will begin to fantasize about serving freely instead of being forced to.

If your partner (or me) would literally force you to get on your knees every time they had to take a piss. Not even verbally force you. But just a glance from them and you’d know your place. A glance and you know to get on your knees. Your face close to their balls/cock as they groan and piss. Imagine the scent. The humiliation. And what this mean towards your relationship with them. Your dynamic. Your role. What this says about you as a person. As a toy. As an object.