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"Demi, you have no idea why you love being submissive to me and my house guests and house mates, but you must. You must obey me and anyone else in this house. You don't know why, and you will not try to find out why; you'll just accept it. Being degraded by me and my guests and roommates makes you horny, and this makes you ashamed. Any time you are given a command, you will respond with "yes, it is my honor and duty to obey you," no matter what command you are given. Understand?"

Demi nodded.

"Demi, being spanked makes you very, very horny. Being punished makes you horny, and being punished in front of people makes you even hornier. When I say 'trance,' you'll go back into this trance. When I say 'awake,' you will awaken from this trance. Awake."

Demi woke up. "Um, I have this weird feeling I must..."

"Shut up!" I command. "You do not speak unless you are spoken to and given permission to. Also, when you greet someone in this house, you must get on your hands and knees and say "I am Demi. My only goal in life is to be a submissive servant. How many I serve you?' Do it and say it."

Demi dropped to her hands and knees. "I am Demi. My only goal in life to is be a submissive servant. How many I serve you?"

"You may serve me by leaving her, going to buy the tightest, skimpiest, sluttiest maid uniform you can find along with 6 inch spiked heeled shoes, a ball gag, a feather duster, and something to bind your thighs together and to bind your upper arms to you your torso. Got it?"

"Yes, it is my honor and duty to obey you." Demi stayed on her hands and knees - not sure she could get up without permission.

"Crawl to your car then go shopping for your maid stuff," I ordered.

"Yes, it is my honor and duty to obey you." She crawled towards her car.