Rickie seizes the moment, literally

Out of desperation and panic, I reached out and grabbed her hair and head. She took in a big breath, readying a scream. But this was the moment I had been waiting for.

I had practiced in front of the mirror. I had studied the videos that abounded on the internet. Wallowing in my lonely apartment, afraid of never getting my chance but not afraid enough to counter the very real fear of being gunned down on the street for looking the wrong way at a man's harem. I knew the words, and in that moment they did not fail me.

"I claim you," I said to her. "You're mine now."

My voice hadn't been quite so squeaky when I imagined it. Still, the effect was immediate. The scream in her lungs turned into a long, sultry exhale.

"Ohhh..."

She smiled at me, and I was lost in her gaze for a moment. Awkwardly realizing I was still gripping her head, I let go. An apology reflexively came out of my mouth, but she rejected it.

"You can grab anything you want," she said with a smile, and stretched her head further out of the window.

"Uh, actually I think I'd like to come inside."

"Oh!" she exclaimed, a little too loud for my comfort, "Yeah totes I'm so sorry, master. I'm such a stupid girl." With a reddening face, she withdrew herself from the window.

I moved to follow her, but by the time I had sung my feet through she had vanished. "Hello? Girl, where did you go?" Her voice came up from the ground.

"Down here, master!"

I contorted myself to see her on all fours under the window, apparently waiting for me to step on her as I climbed down. I didn't really want to break my new **** on the very first day by breaking her back, so I told her to move. She didn't take it very well.

By the time I had bumbled and stumbled the few meters down to the floor of the room she was actually crying softly.

"Sooo sorry master," she sobbed, this time drawing out a syllable as a wailing plea, "Jessie is a stupid girl, very stupid. She doesn't deserve a good master like you."

Nothing I had seen on the internet suggested claiming a woman was going to be so messy. Was she going to do this every time I told her to stop doing something?