Vision of DD's submission

You and DD were in this 'old bedroom', dark engraved woods, big heavy four poster bed, and so on. I was think Haus Verrücktheit. DD was naked and groveling in front of you. You stood before him with a riding crop and towered over him.

You wore old style mules, you know with the white fluffy puff on the toes, and a pale pink and very sheer dressing gown with ostrich feather on the cuffs and hem. It was open and you were naked underneath. He had a large black leather Collar on his neck.

DD was at your feet, truly groveling, in tears, grasping and kissing them, calling you "My Mistress" and the like. He was near incoherent, bowing, scraping etc. Full emotional meltdown.

You had this hard arrogant expression, very cold and cruel. You put one foot on his back, dug your heal into his flesh

You said, "Words are cheap. Actions are what counts."

He said, very emotionally, begging, “Anything Mistress. Anything."

You said, [commanded actually] "Transfer two million Euros to my back account. Now!"

He said "Yes, Mistress," and said it with weepy gratitude, like he was relieved you had made a demand he could compile with.

The vision was very clear and I'm going to use it everyday. I recommend you read this text everyday or at least a few times a week.