Commit her to a life of servitude.

Before you sits the once high and mighty Delaila, lost in trance and hanging on your every word. After her outbursts on your show you decide it's time for her to pay you back. "Now listen good Delaila." you tell her in a stern commanding tone. "When I snap my figures you will no longer care who you are or your prestigious background. You will only care about one thing and one thing only. Serving me. You will be at my side whenever and follow every order I give to a point. Your only purpose is to serve. understand." You tell the brat before you as she lazily nods saying "Yes Mistress Mysteria." With this confirmation, you snap your fingers and watch as Delaila picks herself up.

As Delaila's eyes slowly flutter open She picks herself up from the couch she was perched on. Once upon her own feet again she brings both her arms behind her back standing before you at attention. "Looks like someone has truly had a change of heart." You say as a means to ignite her rambunctious spirit. She only looks directly to you and responds "Yes Mistress Mysteria, My only purpose is to serve." You snicker at the once high and mighty woman before you "Yes you serve me, not work with me. So you are to address me as Mistress Chelsea understand?" you explain to her. "Of course Mistress Chelsea." Delaila sharply confirms "Forgive me for not addressing you properly." You circle your new servant with a bright smile on your face. "I'll forgive you for your misguided addresses servant. However you still must pay for your transgressions on stage." You explain as you return to her frontward field of vision. "For those actions I want you to piss yourself in front of me." you command the bratty heiress before you. "Understood mistress Chelsea." Delaila chirps with a sigh of relief as a trail of warm wet liquid runs down from the crotch of her designer jeans down her pant legs, drenching her once pristine attire. "Looks like someone had lot to let out." You mock her as she stands before you. "I was originally going to use the restroom after our meeting mistress Chelsea, I hope this pleases you." Delaila responds as though she was hoping for praise.

You look Delaila down and up, it is clear from her soiled jeans that the once feisty and frugal woman who came in is now long gone. "This pleases me plenty servant. Now are you ready for your next job?" You ask Delaila as she continues to stand at attention. "Of course mistress Chelsea tell me how I may serve you." She responds awaiting her next order. "You are to now help advertise my next show on the desk outside this room is a stack of flyers for the show, You are to grab those and hand them out outside the theater." You begin to explain. "Hand them out to as many women you can, frankly I like them more to play with then the lesser sex. No changing clothes either. When people see where I brought you with my skills they'll be dying to see what I can do. Understand servant?" You bark at your new subordinate. "Yes Mistress Chelsea I shall show women your mastery with my soiled attire." Delaila responds as she walks out the door, hands filled with flyers.