Tinies at my feet, begging to serve

Description: Several tiny ones lined up before me today, each hoping to become my favorite. they stood there, obedient and eager, waiting for my approval. i inspected them, touched them, tested every little detail with my fingers and my gaze. some didn’t last even a minute under my eyes. others tried to impress me, but they were nothing more than brief entertainment.my fingers chose. my voice sealed their fate. only one was worthy of staying close to me, under my rules—where everything i am dominates, crushes, and consumes. the rest? useless. and i know exactly what to do with the useless.this wasn’t a game. it was a selection. and i always keep the best. no mercy. no questions. just power and pleasure.