Om mig

Dramatic in presence, I demand your complete attention. Falter and accept the consequences. Treat me with respect and expect the like in return. I am your decadent Goddess, your strict Governess, your patient Teacher. I will deprive you of the one thing you want most and hold it suspended just beyond your reach, watching you yearning tirelessly, endlessly craving the object, my approval. Feline in nature, my curiosity compels me; I love to watch you trapped, becoming frantic, like a moth under glass Predicaments are my favorite; no comfort to turn to, having you pinned down and exposed before me. I take pride in my Art, leading your mind through a maze of choices, all leading to ends. There is no escape when I hold the key. My Non-verbal commands dictate your fate; I will lure you to the brink of human comprehension, and pull gently on the heartstrings of your limits, cutting into the fringes of your complacency. My watchful gaze penetrates your comforts and your fears, studying