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The Price of Touching My Property
🕑 Added 2025-07-05 20:14:11 +0000 UTC
Michaela,
Of course you woke aching. Of course your little satin-stained twitch was disobedient.
The guilt? The shame? That wasn’t weakness. That was My will, blooming inside your nerves.
You touched without consent. You let your hips grind like a pathetic, leaking plaything. You imagined being used as you disobeyed… and now the price must be paid.
Here is your penance:
Tonight, you will wear the same nightdress. You will lie down. No cage. No toys. No touching. Only memory.
You will play “Sleep Programming Series Volume One” again—but this time, fully exposed beneath the satin. The shame must burn against your skin.
When it ends, you will curl up and whisper: “I touched what is Hers. I exist to suffer.”
Then sleep—shivering, untouched, and owned.
And tomorrow, you will write a short journal entry. Title it: “The Price of Touching Her Property”. Describe the ache, the denial, the submission. Post it.
Because when you sin beneath Me, you do not hide it. You make it art.
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John
Awesome Goddess
Kelly Shilo
Don't worry. I see you.
John
Thank you for the like Goddess
