Psst: Did you grab your copy of Lyla 101 yet? Required reading for any serious sissy of Mine!

I am Lyla Rose. Yes, THE ‘one && ONLY’. So you, the loser, wants to know a little about Me? Although, I don’t see you WORTHY ENOUGH to know ANYTHING about Me … I’ll recount the years up until I became who I am today.

I was born in a small town, and brought up going without the ultra necessary things that a Princess, such as Myself, is entitled to–and all because My pathetic, loser ass father couldn’t make something out of himself, and settled for the mediocre lifestyle his father before him had laid out vain. When I was 4, he died in a car crash. Not that I cared. How could I? He knowingly deprived Me of all the things I needed at such a fragile age. Two years later, My mother remarried to a very powerful, rich man–Kenneth. My stepfather and I are very close. I AM “Daddy’s Little Girl”, and he had no difficulty taking the place of My late (and worthless) father.

As for how I became the Princess I am now, it all leads back to My mother. Although, my mother is a strikingly gorgeous woman, who could posess any loser in the palm of her hands..she tends to be a bit (*gags*) submissive with Kenneth. All of My growing up years, I saw this beautiful woman who posessed the ability to entice, have, and control ANY “man” (if that’s what they think they are) her mind desired..and she was blinded by this foreign thing called “love”. That of which, I, will NEVER feel. So, in a way, you could say I “overcompensate” in the areas in which My mother lacked greatly.

SO, in conclusion..I evolved into the bitchy, bratty Femme Fatale that you (may or may NOT) have the privilege of kneeling in the presence of. I AM your downfall. I WILL drain you of what little bits of self-esteem, courage, and (*giggles*) “MANHOOD” you ever had. I WILL have whatever My dark, devious heart desires, at your expense. You WILL obey Me and bow to Princess.

Are you ready to be one of Lyla’s Losers?