I do not believe you — you claimed that you
somehow could own my ass? Pfft. What folly
claiming that you would try to go undo
the gifts that Venus Furo gave to me.
She Of The-Cat-O-9-Tails never blessed
hauteur; you know, gods hate pompous assholes.
These scars come from defending my dreaded
mothers of war. There are ancient hellholes
that none of you self-proclaimed subs and doms
could dream up. Don’t talk about pain unless
you lop off two of your fingers tonight.
Call it lust’s fee. The gods cum in maelstroms,
proud child. Could you survive such a caress?
I did; which is why I’m a witch-queen’s knight.