Kneel, footboys. You exist for one reason—to serve me. I am Princess Enola, your Supreme Mistress, the one who owns your desires, your devotion, and your wallet. My feet are your heaven, my rules are absolute, and your only purpose is to please me. I demand total obedience, endless worship, and constant tributes. Prove yourself worthy, and I may grant you the honor of serving at my feet. Disappoint me, and you’ll be nothing but dust beneath my heels. Now, tell me—how will you satisfy me today?