Four simple words...

There must have been tens to hundreds of women at the club you went to last night, but none of them caught your eye... until you laid eyes on Her. Hair as bright as fire, nails bluer than the bright sky; you noticed her as if She was the last woman on earth. You watched Her smile radiantly, and with just that, you knew you were hers. Your heart pounded heavier, your body became shaky, and your ability to strike up a conversation seemed to disappear. Just as you realize you're panicking you noticed Her looking directly at you, with an almost entertained expressi...

Four simple words...

There must have been tens to hundreds of women at the club you went to last night, but none of them caught your eye... until you laid eyes on Her. Hair as bright as fire, nails bluer than the bright sky; you noticed her as if She was the last woman on earth. You watched Her smile radiantly, and with just that, you knew you were hers. Your heart pounded heavier, your body became shaky, and your ability to strike up a conversation seemed to disappear. Just as you realize you're panicking you noticed Her looking directly at you, with an almost entertained expression on her face.

The stranger never broke Her eye connect with you, as She raised one long thin finger and beckoned for you to come over with Her glistening, bright blue nail that shimmered in the lights. Feeling as if you floated over to Her, you are greeted with a warm strong smell of cloves, spices, and an underlying scent of fresh earthy tobacco as you got close to Her. You stared at Her, speechless, and She leaned forward slightly. You practically dove the rest of the way, as if on command. She said 4 simple words, and that was all it took. “I own you now.” She said softly, looking deep into your eyes.



Hours later you find yourself sitting on the cold floor of your Goddess Akira's house, practically under a spell at this point. you sit and admire as Goddess opens up a minty fresh pack of Marlboro Menthol 100's. She strikes up a cigarette, puffing on it with elegant long drags. Still holding the lighter to the cigarette, she blows out multiples clouds before removing it, creating thick massive drags of smoke. Inhaling sharply and deeply, She blows out thick milky clouds that dance around Her.

you watch in awe as your Goddess Akira brings up Her electric blue nails to Her perfect porcelain skin, gliding them down her exposed, soft, thin, pale neck. you're practically drooling as you watch Her run Her long slender fingers across her body, dancing on Her glorious feet and toes that are painted the same electric blue. you long to touch and worship every inch of her perfect skin, to run your hands along the arches of Her soles and to kiss each and every shimmery electric blue nail of Hers... but you know better. you are Her property now, and you remain there, sitting on the cold floor, drooling over your Goddess Akira as She continues to elegantly let smoke out to dance into the air around Her, running Her nails across Her skin playfully.