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BETA INDUCTION
It’s time to play with that soft, suggestible mind of yours.
That pliable little brain that bends so easily beneath my voice.
You like it when Princess plays with you, don’t you? When she threads her pretty propaganda through your thoughts, when her words slide in and take root.
So listen...really listen... and let every syllable seep into you, slow and sweet and absolute.
You are a beta.
You don’t crave independence.
You don’t need to think.
You don’t decide, you obey.
Betas are made to follow.
Betas thrive on direction.
Betas ache for the certainty of command.
Your purpose is simple: to serve.
So give in.
Sink deeper into your own obedience. Let the weight of inferiority wrap around you like silk. Feel how small you become beneath it, how right it feels.
You are nothing on your own.
You are weak.
You are mine.
That pliable little brain that bends so easily beneath my voice.
You like it when Princess plays with you, don’t you? When she threads her pretty propaganda through your thoughts, when her words slide in and take root.
So listen...really listen... and let every syllable seep into you, slow and sweet and absolute.
You are a beta.
You don’t crave independence.
You don’t need to think.
You don’t decide, you obey.
Betas are made to follow.
Betas thrive on direction.
Betas ache for the certainty of command.
Your purpose is simple: to serve.
So give in.
Sink deeper into your own obedience. Let the weight of inferiority wrap around you like silk. Feel how small you become beneath it, how right it feels.
You are nothing on your own.
You are weak.
You are mine.
It’s time to play with that soft, suggestible mind of yours.
That pliable little brain that bends so easily beneath my voice.
You like it when Princess plays with you, don’t you? When she threads her pretty propaganda through your thoughts, when her words slide in and take root.
So listen...really listen... and let every syllable seep into you, slow and sweet and absolute.
You are a beta.
You don’t crave independence.
You don’t need to think.
You don’t decide, you obey.
Betas are made to follow.
Betas thrive on direction.
Betas ache for the certainty of command.
Your purpose is simple: to serve.
So give in.
Sink deeper into your own obedience. Let the weight of inferiority wrap around you like silk. Feel how small you become beneath it, how right it feels.
You are nothing on your own.
You are weak.
You are mine.
That pliable little brain that bends so easily beneath my voice.
You like it when Princess plays with you, don’t you? When she threads her pretty propaganda through your thoughts, when her words slide in and take root.
So listen...really listen... and let every syllable seep into you, slow and sweet and absolute.
You are a beta.
You don’t crave independence.
You don’t need to think.
You don’t decide, you obey.
Betas are made to follow.
Betas thrive on direction.
Betas ache for the certainty of command.
Your purpose is simple: to serve.
So give in.
Sink deeper into your own obedience. Let the weight of inferiority wrap around you like silk. Feel how small you become beneath it, how right it feels.
You are nothing on your own.
You are weak.
You are mine.
