Oh, my poor, pathetic pet. You’ve been staring again, haven’t you? Helplessly drawn to my perfect lips, imagining what it would feel like to have them press against yours. But today isn’t just any day—it’s MY birthday. And you? You’re nothing more than a servant, aching for something you’ll never deserve.

Do you really think you can just drool over me without offering a proper tribute? These lips are untouchable, and on my special day, your devotion isn’t optional—it’s mandatory. I want you on your knees, emptying every last coin for the privilege of being teased, tormented, and ke...

Oh, my poor, pathetic pet. You’ve been staring again, haven’t you? Helplessly drawn to my perfect lips, imagining what it would feel like to have them press against yours. But today isn’t just any day—it’s MY birthday. And you? You’re nothing more than a servant, aching for something you’ll never deserve.

Do you really think you can just drool over me without offering a proper tribute? These lips are untouchable, and on my special day, your devotion isn’t optional—it’s mandatory. I want you on your knees, emptying every last coin for the privilege of being teased, tormented, and kept in your rightful place.

Imagine it now: my lips so close, whispering commands, yet forever out of reach. The warmth, the curve, the power—everything you desire but can never have. That’s right, darling. Today, you prove your worth by spoiling me beyond your limits. Because on my birthday, I don’t just demand your worship—I demand everything.

So go on, surrender completely. Admit that your only purpose is to adore me and celebrate ME. After all, it’s MY day, and you’re just here to make it perfect for your Goddess.