A path for those too weak for greatness, but desperate to please.

First Steps into Devotion

Daily luxuries that keep Me elevated. Your duty is to provide them.

Essential for Her Throne

High-cost gifts for those foolish enough to think they deserve My attention.

Luxury for the Worthy

Milestone gifts. Expensive. Untouchable. Measurable proof of your obsession.

The Price of Existing

If you’re watching without paying, this is the cost of breathing near Me.

The Bare Minimum

Don’t ask questions. Don’t beg. Just pay. That’s all you’re good for.

Serve Quietly

If you disappear here, it’s because you chose not to pay.


Pay to Stay Visible

Silence Fee

If this is too much, you’re not meant for Me.

One Step Closer

This shows you’re not wasting My time.


Obedience Step

I sleep better knowing you worked for it. Pay for my peace, lose yours.

My Rest. Your Expense.

If you can’t cover this, stop pretending you want Me.

Permission to Continue

Stay Under Me

You don’t choose what I wear. You only pay. Quietly, completely, without questions.

Luxury is My Birthright 

You don’t get Me. You pay for the chance to try.


The Price of Access

Prove Your Value

Not a joke. Not a challenge. This is the baseline if you even want to feel ignored under me.

Go Broke for My Silence

This isn’t for Me. It’s to see if you’re worth keeping.

Move Me Forward

This isn’t rent. This is the cost of disturbing My world. Pay for silence you’ll never own.

Pay My Peace. Earn Silence.

You’ll never touch me, but you’ll pay for every ounce of my comfort. That’s your only role.

A Comfort Funded by Weakness

This isn’t attention. It’s the price of Me letting you rot in silence under My shadow.

Permission to Stay Irrelevant

You’ll never matter, but you’ll pay for the silence that proves it.

Stay Forgotten

A stepping stone into irrelevance. You’ll waste yourself trying to matter, and I’ll remind you you never will.

Waste Yourself on Me 

Every time you fail, I win. Pay for your weakness so I can dress it in luxury.

Your Failure, My Luxury

This isn’t an object. It’s proof. Every dollar you drop only confirms what you already know… you’re beneath Me.

Proof You’re Nothing

Existing under Me isn’t free. This is the toll for breathing beneath My throne.

Exist Beneath Me

I’m moving into a place that actually matches Me.
$5,000 proves you belong.
Hesitate and you were never close.

The Place I Deserve

If you can’t cover this, you’re not a whale. Don’t waste my time with crumbs.

Goddess Anya