Tribute
I don’t beg. I collect. Every dollar is a whisper of devotion — a fragile attempt to be seen, touched, or dismissed by me. There is no reward, no affection. Only the privilege of proximity. You give to feel the absence of my gratitude. You pay to be reminded you are replaceable. Tribute before words. Worship in silence. Stay obsessed.
The Offering
The Breath: Personalized Interactions
A soft moment… if I’m in the mood. A short custom message, a teasing command, or an acknowledgment of your devotion. I may speak your name. I may not. Use for: voice notes, personalized commands, etc.
The Whisper: Access To Speak
A fleeting glance. A passing breeze. This is your introduction. A polite knock on the door of decadence. You may speak — but only if I let you. Use for: message access, “may I serve you” DMs.