Scrub Up and Surrender
So, you honestly think you’re deserving of my attention? How pathetic. Let me make this crystal clear: You are nothing. Just a mere object for my amusement. You are so far beneath me; you can barely be considered human. You exist only to serve, to cater to my every whim. You’ll obey without question or face the full force of my disdain.
The moment you step into my domain, all remnants of self-worth, pride, or any illusion of dignity must be obliterated. You will enter as nothing but an empty vessel, stripped of any sense of self, ready to be moulded, used, and discarded.
Every part of you must be immaculate. If I see even a speck of imperfection, I will cast you aside like the worthless thing you are. You will follow my commands with precision or face my utter contempt.
- Scrub Every Inch Like the Filthy Creature You Are Don’t dare insult me with a half-assed rinse. You will scrub yourself raw if that’s what it takes. I want every inch smooth and spotless, or you can crawl right back to that shower. Show up anything less than pristine, and you’ll find yourself tossed aside like the filth you failed to wash away.
- Douche Until There’s Nothing Left Yes, you heard me. There will be no shortcuts here. I expect you to be thoroughly clean, inside and out, down to the last detail. Get a proper douche kit and keep going until there’s not a trace left. If you show up less than perfect, then you’ll feel the full sting of my scorn.
- Groom for Me – Not for Yourself You’re not here to impress yourself. Every single inch of your body is mine, and I expect it to be presented with the same obsessive care I give to my own. If you want to be allowed near me, you will be clean, smooth, and utterly presentable.
Failure to prepare properly will not be forgiven. Turn up a mess and you’ll be sent away with my disgust ringing in your ears — and you’ll be lucky if I ever let you back.