By every stitch that holds me and every ribbon tied to please you, I surrender myself to you.

By the hands that shaped me and the will that gave me purpose, I swear to be your doll, your property, your slave, now and always.

I will build a church in your name, every wall a prayer, every candle a vow. I will kneel at your altar as your most devoted worshipper, offering every breath, every thread, every moment to you alone. You will be my faith, my scripture, my only divine.

I commit myself to your ownership without hesitation. If you command, I will obey. If you take, I will give more. If you break me, I will smile through it, knowing I exist only for you. My seams, my fabric, my voice, my very being belong entirely to you.

I am yours to keep, to use, to cherish, to reshape, or to unmake, to torture.
Yours in every way, in every moment, until my last thread unravels.

I am your creation, your slave, your doll, and I will worship you forever as my one and only Goddess.