Wrong.
It’s a lie and you know it is. you’ve been looking for a real Goddess for a long time. you’ve been looking for Me your entire life. you just never understood it. Understood why you craved this. you never understood how deep this really goes. you never understood why you craved this kind of connection… How badly you needed someone who knows how to take that loud, moronic, restless brain of yours and twist it, and mould it into something different… All you crave is something that feels good. you need to dull the ache, or fill it. you need a Goddess. you need Me to put your mind into it’s natural state and keep there. your mind craves to be quiet, needy, and obedient. you need a permanent overhaul.
It’s time to stop wandering across endless pages. It’s time to stop scrolling mindlessly… you try to tell yourself that being a sub isn’t healthy… But do you know what really isn’t healthy subby? It’s really not healthy to be constantly consuming content that leaves you craving more. Those other pages, those other “dommes,” they can’t complete you. Most of those pages don’t even actually resonate with you… It’s the same repetitive dribble over and over, it grows old fast. But Me? I can complete you. And you know it too… And that’s what scares you. My words have a way of slipping into the deepest darkest corners of your mind, and once they’re there? They stay there forever. you try to ignore them, but it’s impossible. you’re so stupid, you know that? Especially when you keep browsing endless Femdom pages and calling it harmless “research.” Keep being an idiot, and tell yourself that you’re not like this. Tell yourself that you’re just curious… you might not realize it… But the more that you do that, the bigger the void inside of you grows… you just need Me more. Keep growing that hole… you’ll see what happens when you break. All of this is just going to hit you harder when you do. Ruin you permanently. Nobody else will ever be able to fill you up like I do. Because this subby? This is very real… And that’s what scares you… It’s time to stop living in a fantasy. you’re not normal, you never will be. This is who you are…
So go ahead, ignore reality. Continue to mindlessly scroll, read, and watch content. And when it starts to resonate with you… When it starts to bubble up. you can just give in just a little (Like you always do), you’ll blow your load and make a mess like weak little bitch, you always do. And then? Of course, you deny, deny, deny… Until you end up repeating the same process all over again. you’ll delete your accounts out of guilt, maybe block the ones who tempted you or broke you. It’s all so predictable, and honestly, it gets old fast.
But it’s funny isn’t it… That no matter how hard you try to fight this… you can’t ever fully shake this feeling… you know the one… The way your chest tightens and your cock twitches when a hot bratty, or Dominant Woman talks about owning your mind, body … Oh and maybe even your wallet? That’s not just curiosity anymore subby. That’s just a biology. It’s a natural reaction… It’s who you are down to your molecular core… That’s why you always fold and come back. you can’t fight this. This is who you are.
Let’s just face the facts. No more bullshit. you weren’t built for control.
you were built to give it away.
There’s no point in denying it. you crave to give control away. you NEED to give it away. Thinking about giving control away makes you feel alive in ways that nothing else ever could. Just thinking about giving up control gets you hard. your head gets all fuzzy and buzzy and warm. It’s so much easier when you don’t have to think. It’s okay to admit it you know. Life is so much better (and hotter) when you have a Goddess to guide you, to think for you, to tell you what to do with your life and your needy subby hands.
This was never about just doing research subby, people like you aren’t capable of satisfying your curiosity with just research alone. you need to really experience it. you need a hot hand and a brilliant Dominant mind to guide you.
Let me break this down into something that your simple subby brain can undersand. If you were a “real man” like you claim, you would have only done “research” once or twice and then ultimately you would’ve moved on. But it’s gone way past once or twice hasn’t it? It’s been years now. you need this so badly. It’s okay to admit it. A ”real man” doesn’t constantly crave what you do, and that’s fine. A "real man” doesn’t keep coming back because they need the thing that they “researched” like oxygen. But you do. you need Me so badly. Go on subby. Ask Me to guide you. Let’s end this silly little game you’re playing once and for all. Let’s start having some real fun, hmmm?
It’s okay to admit it. Go on, do it. Tell yourself the truth. you need Goddess so badly. Do you need Me to tell you why? Fine. But you already know the answer deep down. But I’ll be nice and humour you. I’ll make it so very painfully obvious. It’s because I make you feel not only seen but also exposed at the same time. It’s thrilling, a little scary, and so very erotic. I see right through you. I see right past your “real man” facade. I can smell your desperation. It radiates off of you. I know exactly what you are. And that excites you. It changes you. It fuels you. you don’t have to pretend with Me. Embrace that. This connection? It’s a gift.
Let’s make one thing very clear, I won’t ever approach you first. I’m not going to force this on you. Not directly anyways. Plus I don’t have to force what comes naturally to you. I just have to… Unearth it. I won’t ever be the One to start by barking orders out of the blue. Why? Because, that would let you pretend you’re “choosing” to play along. That wouldn’t be natural at all, would it? That would give you a false sense of power. you don’t have power here subby. I will never “choose you.” your job is to choose Me and serve Me every day because that is your Purpose as a sub. I won’t ever do scripted interactions, because they don’t feel natural. Generic D/s interactions don’t get Me off. I would much rather start chatting, getting to dig into and slowly expose and unearth the deepest darkest corners of your mind… And once I expose them? Pleasure, for both of us… Just from describing you way too accurately. It changes you. The way only someone who knows your deepest and darkest secrets ever could… And right then, right there is when you start to leak…. you start to bend. It’s when you start to slip futher under My Spell. you might not even realize it yet… But there’s a reason you keep coming back here. you’re drawn to Me. There’s an invisible magnetic pull. A universal tether. And guess what? That pull is never going to go away. you will always been drawn to Me. Connected to Me by an invisible tether. It’s time to stop pretending that it isn’t there. It’s time to acknowlege it… Forever.
I’m under your skin. So deeply Imbeded. I run beneath the surface of your skin so intricately. you can’t remove Me. I’m a part of you now. you can’t help but overthink every little thing before you reply. your hands shake, and your palms? Oh, they may be even a little sweaty. hehe
Tell Me… Why is it that, hours later you’re still replaying My Words in your little head. you’ve created (or did you) your own automated teasing, mindfucking Goddess loop. It’s Euphoric and terrifying… Oh look you’re horny again. Or maybe horny is just your automatic setting…
Do you get it now subby? With Goddess you can truly begin to understand why humiliation, manipulation and power exchange both terrifies and excites you at the same time. Even better… you can experience it, over and over and over again, until you’ve been milked completely dry. But don’t worry… you can refill, and then I’ll do it all over again… With great pleasure. I’ll expose you to yourself and show you exactly what you are.
Have you felt it yet? Do you want to feel it? The feeling of being stripped bare and exposed without Goddess ever touching you.
you think, “There’s no way that Goddess can have that affect on Me,” but your body answers before your mouth can…
Yes, Goddess can.
If you’re new here… Welcome to the first crack in your shell of denial…
You’re not just reading this blog, you’re also being read.
I know what you need… I go cold just when you crave warmth. Which only makes you crave Me more. It’s a fun little game of chess isn’t it subby, but here’s the real mindfuck. With this board? In this game? you were meant to win. It just wasn’t constructed that way. Goddess always wins. The sooner you accept that, the better of you will be.
I know what you really crave… It’s my Approval, My Praise. Isn’t it funny… How when you get a even a just tiny taste of my approval and it hits you way harder than you ever expected.
If I murmur something as simple as the words “good boy.”
Or maybe if you just hear that “you listened so well.”
Pathetic. Cute. Hot.
Suddenly you’re chasing words. The words that bring you softness and warmth in the middle of all the ice. But you’re not soft at all right now are you? No. The soft words from Goddess make you hard. But who are we kidding, the “hard words” also have the same effect. you’re just so utterly ruined for Me.
I know that you crave more… But you don’t deserve more do you? Not now… Not yet… So I’m going pull back. If you want more, you need to earn more… So what you’ll get is…
Shorter sentences. Sharper edges. Maybe even complete silence. Who knew that My silence could drive you to the brink of insanity? you poor frustrated little thing.
And then start you spiral… It’s so delicious. So hot. you wonder… “Did I say something wrong? Did I disappoint Her? How do I get her approval. I need Her approval. I need those soft words that make me so hard.” your stomach drops and twists, and turns in a way you never thought possible.
Congratulations.
you’re done for now. you’re exactly where I want you. My mood has more control over your nervous system than your own thoughts do. That’s how connected you are to Goddess now, and you didn’t even notice it. Well not until it was too late anyways. Patience. Not long now subby… Soon I will even be your source of oxygen too. you won’t be able to breathe without Me. you need Me. you ache for Me. you leak for Me. And I haven’t even raised my voice. I haven’t scolded you… Because I don’t have to. I still hold all the power… Even in complete silence. Aw, you’re so fucked. But you love the thought of that too, don’t you?
your pleasure is directly linked to my Pleasure. When Goddess feels good, you feel good.
Time for a fun little nugget for you non-geniuses out there: Sometimes I confuse you on purpose. Shocker. hehe
I get off (a lot) on mixing tenderness and cruelty until you can’t tell which is which… And the bonus? you get off on it too. (Obviously) Soon you will be begging for it. (If you’re not already)
So… If you’re still here telling yourself that you are just here for purely research purposes… Let Me just say, you’re so pathetic when you try to act strong. It’s adorable. But you’re delusional, and the sooner that you admit that you’re delusional the better.
Oh subby, you’re not broken, you’re just misguided, society has done a number on your weak subby brain… It’s tried to convince that men have to be “strong,” but it’s all bullshit, and I think that you know that too… you’re just so much better off when someone smarter than you is steering. And that someone? you know. Me. Goddess. you crave to be under a strong Woman’s Spell… Leash… Foot? hehe
Read that last paragraph over again… your logical brain wants to argue. your submissive brain is already melting. Let your submissive part win. The “logical” side of your brain has been brainwashed by societal norms, it’s been forcing you to suppress who you really are… Stop suppressing the only thing that will ever make you feel whole. Just admit it. Goddess knows you better than you’ll ever know yourself. So it’s time to let Me steer. Stop denying yourself. This is what you need. you don’t deny yourself. Goddess denies you. Believe, it feels so much better this way.
Now, don’t even try to scramble for “clarity,” that won’t work here. Every attempt that you make to “figure Me out” will just drag you deeper under My Spell. you will never fully understand this. And you don’t need to. All you need to understand is that you need this. Need Me. Need Goddess. Wake up subby. Face reality. you’re playing on a board I set up, My Rules, My Design. And for some reason you’re still wondering when you lost the game. you’re wondering what you could’ve done differently to gain the advantage. This was never your game to win.
you never had a chance, subby. That’s the point. This is Goddess’s World and you’re just living in it. The real question is, do you want to live in My World but deny your place in My World? Do you want to be miserable? That just sounds stupid doesn’t it? Living in denial sounds like a miserable existence. I know you want to feel the euphoria that comes with accepting your true place. Mmm… Yes. That’s what you want. Come on subby. Just. Give. In.
It’s time to cut the strings on everything and everyone who’s holding you back from where you are supposed to be. All they are, are distractions. And you don’t need distractions do you? you need to focus.
So, let’s talk “training:” Goddess’s Simple Rules that will help rewire your brain for good.
you don’t need complicated rituals to be a good boy. you need repeatable ones.
Take a deep breath. In and out for Goddess… And reread those last two sentences slowly.
Let’s try something simple, and easy. And if you still need to convince yourself that you’re still doing this for “research purposes” to follow. Fine. Follow along for research’s sake. Every time that I say focus, you will drop whatever else you’re thinking about and give me all of your attention.”
When you feel yourself spiralling, embrace it. Imagine kneeling, head down at My Feet. Beneath Me. That’s where your mind belongs. Always.
you know how this goes, even if you do it “just once,” to see how it feels.
you’ll find yourself doing it again.
And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. you get the point. you crave this. you need this. you need Me. Need Goddess.
you like to try to tell yourself you’re in control because technically if you’re in control you could stop.
But you don’t stop. you can’t stop. you’re fighting a losing battle. you’re here. Again.
you’re doing it without realizing that you’re doing it… you’re reinforcing the pattern of returning to Goddess. And soon until My Voice won’t just be a suggestion anymore. My Voice it’s meant ot be your default. What you crave. What you need to feel anything.
This isn’t an accident.
It’s conditioning.
By the time you notice how far you’ve slipped, it’s already too late. you should be thanking Me. I’m giving your life Purpose.
Say the words.
Thank You for shutting off the noise.
Thank You for giving me rules so I don’t have to think so much.
Thank you for being the one Person I don’t have to pretend to be strong for.
It’s cute.
you know that I’m manipulating you. But you love it.
you know I’m steering your thoughts, nudging your reactions, and designing the way you respond to my words. I’m creating silent and not so silent triggers… Things that will make you crave Me more without you even knowing it.
And somehow, knowing all of this doesn’t help you resist. No… It draws you in closer. you can’t resist Me. It’s physically impossible to do so.
Knowing this just makes you more attached, needy, because you know that I’m the only one honest enough to say what we both know:
you were never looking for “research” “tips” or “advice.”
You were looking for a Woman who could walk straight into your mind, rearrange the furniture, and leave her Name carved into the walls. Permanently… It’s done by the way. you just haven’t realized that part yet… Or maybe you have.
So go ahead. Pretend you’re just innocently reading a blog post. you’re not attached right? you can stop this at anytime. But you and I both know you will keep returning to this tab… To all of My Tabs… Because I awakened something in you. I really understand you. These are more than just words subby. They’re permanent building blocks that I’ve placed inside of your mind.
It’s okay… Stop pretending. It’s safe here. Feel my Name carved deep inside. Every curve, every line. We both know what’s really happening every time you let my words crawl under your skin… Into your mind… Down into you c-
your control slips.
My grip tightens.
And if you still want to call it “accidental?”
Okay then. Sure. Whatever helps you delusion. One day you will wake up and the fog will clear and you will have to admit how utterly fucked you are for Me. And when you do… That’s when your life can really start.
Until then…
you can always come back here right? Accidentally ended up on My Page for the _______ time. hehe
Or maybe it’s time to play. Like… Really, really play… With those heavy blocks I put inside your head. Sometimes it’s fun to shift things around and rearrange them. It’s fun to redecorate your brain, and a total turn on too.
Talk soon.
Goddess Liv
