On Your Knees.

You’ve barely been in my possession a few days and you’ve already turned into a needy, shameless, whore. Pleasure, the singular purpose for your existence.

Let’s put you through a reality check, shall we?

You belong to me. You’re mine. You serve me.

You may have become my filthy slut, but remember whose pleasure comes first, my darling. Remember who you serve.

I’d be happy to. You inexperienced lot are my most common visitors~ Those looking to experiment, correct? Try something new?

I do love the naive ones. It makes it all the easier to pull them in. By the time they’ve released what they’ve agreed to… they’re already a puppet on strings.

And here comes the punch line~

It’s possible you thought I didn’t receive your first message? Oh, but I did. I do have quite a lot in my inbox, so I’m rather backed up at the moment, and you’re certainly not the only one to send me a second message while waiting for a reply to the first, but I didn’t expect such a big attitude change~!

From all tough to an eager-to-please slave, hm?You told me to ‘have fun’ in my attempts to get you to ‘surrender’, but it seems I didn’t even get the chance. You’re already at my beck-and-call.

No? Oh, then I suggest you remember it.

Along with “Please, Master”, “Harder” and “I’m yours”.

Of course~ Teaching you is all a part of the fun. I’ll have you trained and obedient in no time.