She wants to be a to the experiment (, duh)

I held out my arm, wrist side up, "I've used the **** sticker on Sophia and her handler to get them to confess. But I'm... curious to see what it's actually like."

Dad looked at me seriously. I sighed and explained, "I should know what I'm putting people through when I use a sticker like that on them. And I trust you to not **** it. So... can you put it on me dad? Please?"

He looked at me, and at the sheet. I meant what I said, I had to know what I was putting people through, and dad was the only person I could trust to not **** it like crazy. At least then I would have context if I ever used them again.

"Alright. We'll put it on for a few minutes, and then I'll take it off. Okay?"

I nodded my consent. Dad took a deep breath, wrote his name on the **** sticker and peeled it off. Then he placed it on the inside of my wrist, carefully flattening it out until it had faded into my skin.

There was an odd tingling in the back of my brain, but I wasn't too worried about it. Master would take care of me if anything went wrong, it was his job to worry about such things after all.

Master looked at me concerned, "Taylor? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, master." I told him happily.

"Master?" he asked.

"Yes, I am yours to do with as you order. You are my master in body, mind and soul." I reminded him. How silly of him to forget.

His brow furrowed, and he gave me an order. "Put your plate away."

I grabbed my plate and cleaned it in the sink before setting it in the dishwasher. Then I turned back to him with a smile, "Anything else, master?"

He was thinking again, which was good. It was my master's job to think for the both of us, so I could best serve him. He gestured for me to come over and stand by him. I did so, my hands clasped in front of me and smiling.

"Um, Taylor. What do you want me to do?"

I cocked my head to the side and he amended himself, "Tell me what you want me to do."

That was better. I smiled and said, "I want to serve you in whatever way gives you pleasure. If you want sex I will give it to you, if you want me to clean, I will-"

"But what do you want? That's an order."

I answered without pausing, like a good ****, "I want you to use me, master. For your pleasure and entertainment. I want to be by your side master, to feel your warmth and love. I want to make love to you, I want to taste your cock on my lips, I want you tease me until I beg you for release, master!"

My heart hammered against my chest and my skin flushed, yes I wanted to please my master in so many ways. My excitement surprised him, he was leaning back in his chair wide eyed at my earnest enthusiasm. I could see his own excitement growing, clear as day against his pajama pants, oh how I longed for it.

He shifted in his seat and cleared his throat, "Alright then. Um, two orders for you then. First, clean the rest of the kitchen. The second..."