Worship isn’t about me pleasing you: it’s about you proving yourself worthy of me. Every glance at my body, every curve, every breath I take is a reminder that I exist on a level above you. To worship me is to embrace your place beneath me, to revel in the privilege of serving perfection. My time, my presence, my beauty… they are luxuries you’ll never deserve, yet crave endlessly. Show me your devotion, let me feel your desperation, and maybe (just maybe) I’ll allow you a taste of what true Goddess worship feels like.