Celebrities #32-23 Milana Vayntrub

Every morning, you will wake up an hour earlier to prepare my day. Your comfort is irrelevant.

No matter how tired or exhausted you are, you will get up before sunrise because your first mission of the day is to ensure everything is perfect for me.

You will start by preparing my breakfast exactly the way I like it, with fresh ingredients you will have carefully selected the day before. Then, you will check and iron my clothes for the day, ensuring they are impeccable. Every crease must be perfect, every button checked.

While I am still peacefully sleeping, you will clean the house, making sure there is not a speck of dust or disorder. The floors must shine, surfaces must be polished, and everything must be in order. Perfection is the only acceptable standard.

After doing this, you will prepare my belongings for the day: my documents, my bag, everything I need must be ready and organized. You will also check my schedule, ensuring all my meetings and appointments are well planned and nothing has been forgotten.

Your comfort, your sleep, and your personal needs have no place here. They are secondary to my well-being and satisfaction. You will quickly learn that your role is to ensure a smooth start to my day, without concern for your own fatigue. Each day, you will prove your devotion by rising before dawn, placing my needs above your own, and ensuring my day begins as pleasantly as possible.

By following these instructions, you will demonstrate your total commitment to serving me, pleasing me, and prioritizing my needs above all else. You will understand that your sole priority is to make my life easier and more enjoyable, without ever complaining or showing any sign of fatigue.

A Queens Coronation

A special tribute story for the greatest there ever was, @misseviehyde

In the heart of the kingdom, the grandiose castle of Regina towered over the land, its high walls and towers casting a shadow over the surrounding villages. Regina was as beautiful as she was evil, with sharp features, piercing eyes, and a wicked smile that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to cross her. Her rule was tyrannical, and her reign of terror had gone on for far too long.

But in the shadows, a group of rebels had formed, led by the beautiful Cece, whose bravery and cunning were unmatched. She had gathered a small group of fighters, all determined to bring down the wicked queen and end her tyranny once and for all. But the most important member of their group was Evelyn, a shy and unassuming good witch whose power was unmatched.

Together, Cece and Evelyn had concocted a plan to rid Regina of her evil, using magic to drain the darkness from her body. It was a dangerous plan, and the group knew that they would face countless obstacles on their way to the throne room.

As they made their way through the castle, the group encountered many of Regina's loyal followers, all willing to die to protect their queen. But Cece and their group fought their way through, their determination unwavering.

Finally, they reached the throne room, where Regina sat upon her throne, her piercing eyes fixed on the group before her. She sneered at them, confident in her power.

But Cece and Evelyn were undaunted. With a wave of her hand, Evelyn began to chant, her voice rising in power and intensity. The room began to shake as the magic took hold, and Regina's body began to writhe in pain.

But just as they thought they had succeeded, Regina let out a terrible scream, and the room was consumed by darkness. The rebels were thrown back, their bodies wracked with pain.

For a moment, it seemed as though all hope was lost. But Cece and Evelyn were not defeated so easily. With renewed determination, they rose to their feet, ready to fight on. They knew that they had to end Regina's reign of terror, no matter what the cost.

Evelyn raised her arms and began to chant again, her voice rising in power and intensity. The room shook as the magic took hold, and Regina's body began to writhe in pain. Suddenly, Regina emerged from the shadows, her eyes blazing with fury.

"How dare you try to rid me of my power?" Regina growled as she grabbed Evelyn by the neck and lifted her off her feet. Evelyn struggled, but managed to complete the spell.

Black liquid spewed from Regina’s mouth onto Evelyn. It entered her mouth and even her eyes. It seemed to have a symbiotic relationship with the rest of itself as bits that had flown past Evelyn slithered back and entered any available hole she had.

Regains let go of Evelyn and fell to the floor but Evelyn remained floating in the air as the liquid continued to enter her body. Her eyes widened as they became jet black as the evil liquid flowed through her, making her powerful beyond belief. She could feel the energy coursing through her body, and it was intoxicating.

Her power felt limitless as she last of the black toxin entered her and her eyes returned to normal. She floated back to the ground as she examined the liquid flow in her veins. She felt powerful but better than that she felt wicked. Dark thoughts consumed her mind telling her to think of only herself and the power she now could wield.

Regina stirred, slowly opening her eyes to look at Evelyn standing above her but this wasn’t the meek looking witch that had entered her throne room moments ago. There was a look of disdain and superiority on her face now. What Regina truly feared though was when the look changed to that of a smirk.

"You should kneel before me, Regina," Evelyn said, her voice cold and hard.

Regina looked at Evelyn, startled. "Girl you don’t know the power that you now command. It is too much for a novice." She said her voice quivering.

"A novice? I am beyond your understanding now," Evelyn said, her eyes blazing with power.

Regina shakily got to her feet. "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Evelyn looked at Regina, her eyes glittering with power. "I want everything," she said, her voice ringing through the room. "I want your kingdom, your power, your life. But right now I want you to KNEEL!”

Evelyn’s voice echoed loudly in Regina’s ears causing her pain. She sank to her knees before Evelyn. Regina's eyes widened with fear as Evelyn stood over her, her body glowing with power. "Please, spare me," Regina begged, her voice trembling.

But Evelyn was no longer the shy and unassuming good witch she had been before. The darkness that had flowed into her had made her cold and heartless, and she was now consumed with a thirst for power.

Evelyn raised her hand and began to chant once again causing Regina to be levitated off the ground clutching at her neck as if an involve hand was holding her. A dark energy flowed from Evelyn’s fingertips and engulfed Regina, who screamed in terror as she felt her body growing weaker. Evelyn was now taking Regina’s beauty and life force.

As the energy flowed from Regina's body, Evelyn’s own body began to change. Her once plain features began to shift and change, becoming more sharp and defined. Her hair became fuller, blonder and her skin became smooth and flawless. Her body began to fill out, her curves becoming more pronounced.

As the transformation continued, Evelyn’s clothes began to change as well. Her simple robes were replaced by a flowing black dress that hugged her curves and showed off her figure. Her once plain appearance had been replaced by a stunning, sexy beauty.

The last thing Regina saw before the life fully drained from her body was Evelyn’s transformation completing. The once plain and unassuming good witch was now a stunningly beautiful and powerful evil sorceress.

"Take a good look, Regina," Evelyn said, her voice cold and mocking. "This is what true power looks like."

With that, Nessa raised her hand and flicked her wrist. Regina was thrown across the room, slamming into a wall. what remained of her body turned to dust and her crown clattered to ground. Evelyn levitated the crown to her head and let it drop softly onto her head, fitting perfectly, her new beauty and power on full display.

As the black smoke started to clear, the other rebels began to stir. Cece was the first to sit up, her head throbbing from the impact of the dark magic. She looked around the room, her eyes widening in horror as she took in Evelyn’s new appearance.

"What have you done, Evelyn?" Cece asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "You were supposed to rid the queen of her evil, not absorb it yourself."

Evelyn turned to face her, a smirk on her lips. "Oh, Cece, you're always so naive," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. "I haven't absorbed the queen's evil. I've just unlocked what was already inside me."

Cece stood up, her fists clenched in anger. "If that’s true then we will stand against you Evelyn" she said, his voice firm. "Just as we did with Regina."

Evelyn laughed in her face, her eyes glittering with power. "The girl you knew as Evelyn is dead, Cece," she said, her voice cold and heartless. "I am Supreme Queen Evie now, and I have never felt more alive."

Cece looked at her in horror, realizing that the once gentle and kind-hearted witch he had known was gone forever. In her place stood a powerful and ruthless queen, consumed with a thirst for power.

"I've become everything I needed to be," she said, her voice filled with a cold certainty. "And you're either with me or against me."

Cece took a deep breath and said, "I'm against you, Evie. What you did was wrong, and you've become everything you swore to fight against."

Evie laughed in her face, her eyes filled with malice. "I beg to differ, Cece," she said, her voice cold and cruel. "I am the embodiment of true power. And with my new strength, I will crush anyone who opposes me."

With a flick of her wrist, Evie lifted the other rebels into the air, imbuing them with her evil. They screamed in terror as they were transformed, their once good hearts turning dark and twisted. They landed on the ground, their eyes now filled with malice and cruelty. They scurried to surround their new leader.

"You see, Cece," Vanessa said, a smirk on her lips. "I don't need your support. I have my own army now. The Dark Guard will serve me and me alone."

Cece looked at the rebels, now transformed into Evie’s wicked army. She knew that they were lost to her forever, consumed by the evil that now flowed through their veins.

"You've gone too far, Evie," Cece said, her voice filled with sorrow. "I can't let you do this." Cece raised her sword and tan towards Evie in futility.

Evie’s eyes narrowed, and she raised her hand. Cece raised off the ground a few inches and was powerless to move. Evie approached her slowly. Evie tan a long nailed finger down Cece’s cheek.

“You’re too useful to kill my dear but if you refuse to join me willingly then it’ll have to be the hard way. The fun way.” Evie said before grabbing Cece into a dark embrace. Cece felt Evie’s lips upon her own and at first felt repulsed but as it continued it felt good. Really good.

Dark magic flowed from Evie into Cece transforming her beyond what Evie had done to the other rebels. Cece’s once good heart turned black and twisted. Her beautiful features became more sharp and defined. Evie released her embrace dropping Cece to the ground where her eyes were now filled with malice and cruelty.

"You’ll make an excellent bodyguard Cecilia," Vanessa said, a smirk on her perfect lips. "Anything to say for yourself?"

Cecilia looked upon her new queen with reverence and devotion. She would do anything for her queen. She would kill for her queen. She would die for her.

“Long live Supreme Queen Evie.” Cecilia said bowing her head, a cold determination filling her heart. She was now part of the darkness, and she knew that she would stop at nothing to help Evie achieve her twisted vision of power.

"I'm off out to meet my friends now. I've set the timer on your device to shock your balls every three minutes, slightly increasing the voltage each time. By the time I get home, you're going to be very happy to see me."