Not exactly...?

You sigh and whisper "Cara, turn around."

She obediently obliges and you start caressing her soft body, looking into her eyes, while she wraps her arms around your neck and presses her chest against your torso.

"I want you to stop crying." you state, and her eyes almost instantly dry out. "Do you remember how this conversation started? The ring, and everything?" you ask, raising your clenched fist.

She hesitantly nods.

"I want you to realise that it was true. In fact, I want you to understand everytime I conjured its power and everytime you will witness me using it in the future."

She freezes, as the truth slowly sinks in, but you don't give her enough time to react.

"But I still want you to love me, and only me. I want you to desire me, and never let any other man touch you. I want you to care for me, and worship me like a god. I want you to feel trully guilty for all the bad feelings you inspired me and for all the time you didn't behave like my perfect bitch, even in thought. I want you to think that you deserved to be my bitch, both as a punishment and a reward, that it was your fate and your purpose in life. I want you to try to improve yourself in every way, because I deserve the best bitch ever. The most beautiful, the most obedient, the smartest and the horniest. I want you to be happy to carry my children and to help me fuck other bitches and still satisfy me more than any of them, because you want my happiness and my pleasure more than anything. I want you to graduate and be a renown psychologist despite still being my bitch. I want any straight man looking at you to desire you and be jealous of me for being your man. I want you to always look good and smell good. I want you to never grow a single piece of hair below the neck. I want you to never get sick. I want your beauty to never fade and only improve. I want your pussy and your asshole to remain as tight as those of a virgin. I want your tits to never sag and to produce milk. I want your body to be so sensitive to my touch that I could make you come by breathing long enough on your nipples. I want you to like all my fantasies, even the crassest ones. Do you understand everything I just said?"

Cara slowly nods. After a while, a smile start appearing on her face and tears come back with a vengence, but she seems happy.

"Why are you still crying?" you ask, frowning.

"Your dumb slut is sorry, Master. She realised how lucky she was that you were such a magnanimous and kind person. With all the ways she wrongged you in the past, and with all the godly powers you detain, you could have seeked **** upon her, destroyed her and left her unable to feel joy or pleasure in life. Instead, you got her rid of all her superfluous attachments and granted her the greatest honor she could hope for. Your unworthy whore will do everything she can to deserve the gift she received from you."

You grin. You're realising just now how powerful you are. You actually seeked **** and destroyed the woman she was, in such a way that she now thinks it was an act of kindness. You take her chin between your thumb and your index and pull her closer toward you to kiss her passionately.