Some women are just better.

A motto that you've lived by since the day you were born. After all, you've always been perfect, so it objectively is true. You were just better than other women, and most men too.

You learned how to read at three years old, and excelled scholastically from there. Straight As, AP classes, debate team, the works. Athletically, you weren't a slouch either. You bounced between a few different sports, and were always the best player. Soccer, cheerleading, basketball... You finally settled on tennis the last two years of high school, and you were even offered scholarships.

Of course, you didn't need them. You were born into money, and you fully appreciated that fact. Even from a young age, you used the resources available to get what you wanted. You always wore the best clothes, had the newest gadgets, and the finest food... And you were more than willing to share the experience. Friends would receive gifts regularly, while those who crossed you came to regret it.

You truly are the whole package. True genius, the body of a goddess, a nearly limitless fortune, and a mindset and willpower to achieve and acquire anything you want... Which is why I'm confused.

Why are you smiling down at me? Why are you holding my chin? And why are you purring, "Do you want to be mine?"

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Hey there, DPP! I'm looking for a lovely lady with a dominant streak today. Someone who enjoys the idea of being better than everyone else, and isn't afraid to flaunt that she is!

I'm a real simp for those types of girls, so if you want an eager submissive, hit me up! I'd love to chat and figure out the specifics of the RP and our characters.