At first, My slave girl wanted to become a Bikini Domme. It wasn't long until she saw Me that she knew she no longer wanted to be a Bikini Domme, but instead she wanted to become My slave girl. I finally allow her to meet Me but only if she agrees to quite a few rules of Mine. I want her paychecks, I want her cleaning My house, I want her brushing My hair, I want her to do My manicures and pedicures, run My errands, do My laundry... when she's not WORKING to make ME MONEY, she will be waiting on Me hand and foot. This pathetic, ugly little whore is lucky I even allow her to worship Me.