ajimy1960

bitch. I think for you. You feel or do nothing unless I tell you to. You’re not a real person. All you are is my personal fuckdoll - put on this earth to please ME. I am your master and what are you?" "..I am your slave." "And what does that mean? What must you do at ALL TIMES?" "Obey you." "Tell me why that is again?" You pinch my nipple hard between your thumb and forefinger through my thin t-shirt, forcing me to shout the words; "BECAUSE YOU ARE MY MASTER! PLEASE NO MORE!!" You let go and I stand, whimpering, with my head bowed. "Good girl. Maybe tomorrow you’ll think before you speak." I nod in reply. You push me out of the bedroom and order me to start preparing your dinner. An hour and a half