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Goddess Lucia strutted into the lavishly decorated room, her..
🕑 Added 2023-10-09 12:12:04 +0000 UTC Goddess Lucia strutted into the lavishly decorated room, her eyes not even glancing at her kneeling sub as she passed him. Today was a day for the ignore fetish, a special kind of humiliation that he found oddly exhilarating. Taking a seat on her opulent velvet chaise, Lucia crossed her legs and pulled out her phone, immediately engrossed in her social media feeds. Her sub watched her every move, even though she was acting as if he was completely invisible. The sting of being ignored by someone so captivating was both a torment and a thrill. Lucia chuckled at something on her screen, her laughter filling the room but not directed at him in any way. It was as if he was a mere piece of furniture, present but utterly inconsequential. "Ugh, so many losers trying to get my attention," she mumbled to herself, scrolling through her messages and admirers on her phone, paying her submissive no mind. His heart sank a little. He wished he could be the one to make her laugh or smile, but today, his role was to be unseen, to be a nobody. It was excruciating and yet he couldn't look away. His entire existence reduced to being a silent observer of her life, and nothing more. After what seemed like an eternity, Lucia put down her phone and stretched, making no move to acknowledge his presence. Then, she got up and sauntered out of the room, her heels clicking away in a rhythm that seemed to echo the emptiness he felt from being so thoroughly ignored. And even after she left the room, he remained in his position, still hopeful for even a sliver of attention. But sometimes, the most intense form of domination was to be completely and utterly disregarded, and Goddess Lucia was a master of this craft.
