He tells her how amazing she is.

Raven pulled her boot off Sam's head, grabbed his chin and yanked it up so he was looking at her. “Well? What do you have to say, asshole?!”

“Thank you!” said Sam, totally overwhelmed at being touched by Raven. “Thank you so much! I knew you loved femdom as much as I did, I knew it! You're the hottest, most gorgeous woman in the world! I don't deserve to have you as a mistress! Thank you so much!”

As Raven heard this, she was filled with an incredible confidence. Yes, she was the hottest woman in the world. She did love femdom because everyone was a subhuman worm compared to her.

“You know what?” said Raven. “You're right. I am much too good to waste my time on a loser like you. I quit.”

Raven walked out as Sam, still naked, begged for her to come back. However, he never phrased his begging in a way that took advantage of her AGS, so she just ignored him and walked out.

The goth beauty walked down the street with a strut she'd never had before. She'd always known she was hot, and she'd always taken advantage of that. However, now she had the confidence of knowing that she was the hottest woman on the planet. This confidence actually made her hotter.

Raven knew exactly where she needed to go. It was a place she'd heard about before, but laughed off as silly. Now it didn't seem silly, it seemed perfect. She got a cab and went to a special club. She walked in, ignoring the naked girls dancing and the men bent over so girls could spank them. She looked around and found the guy in the most expensive suit. He was looking over the various strippers in the club.

She walked up to him and said, “You! You're my sub now. Take me to your home so I can teach you how to be a proper ****.”