"Time to Serve, Misty" I said to her, clearly, my eyes looking straight into hers.
Her eyes lost focus for a minute. "I'm ready to Serve, Master," she whispered. She sank to her knees, her hands went behind her back and she looked at the ground. With her hands behind her back, her chest was thrust out.
"What is your desire, Misty?" I asked.
"To serve you, Master. To please you." Her eyes flickered up to meet mine, only momentarily.
"Good, Misty. What are you?"
"Your ****, Master, your toy." Another flicker of her dark blue eyes.
I moved over to her, until I was standing over her, next to her.
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