
Physical Perfection Is Power
Look at you. So willing to hand over everything. Your dignity, your wallet, your home, your
car, everything and anything. Physical perfection is all I need to own everything you have.
I have complete and utter control over you with the power of my looks and bottomless female
privilege. All I have to do is flash a glimpse of my long smooth legs, and you are reduced
to a quivering blob on the floor, slobbering and gibbering as you give me everything.
