Master-Manno

cunt was owned completely. it was no longer a woman, no longer even a female in His eyes. It was an animal.... property.

As such, it had forfeited its rights entirely. The right to speech, the right to independence, the right to free thought and most of all the right to own anything...

He owned its body. He owned the rings on its nipples and cunt lips. He owned the ink on its body from the tattoos He put there as well as the scar from His brand on its ass.

I own the cage you sleep in, the floor you crawl on and the bowls you eat and drink from.

I own the collar around your neck and the leash that connects it to My hand.

He owned the house it lived in, the floor it crawled on and the bowls it ate and drank from.

He owned the yard He took it for walks on and made it piss in like the animal it was.

Most importantly, He owned the collar around its neck and the leash that connected it to His hand.

Therefore, He owned IT.