You’ve been slacking. The moment that I stepped back from our intense training, assuming that I had raised you right and you could continue on as the good little slut I intended you to be, you got lazy. Didn’t you? When was the last time you gave in to your true sluttishness? I thought so. Sigh. Ah, well. I guess that’s why you need a Mommy, isn’t it, and not just a Mistress. You need someone to push you and constantly keep after you to act like the bi slut I raised you to be. From now on, Mommy will be making your slutty dates for you. Man, woman, it doesn’t matter—you’ll be whoring it up like I taught you, letting them use you and then coming home so Mommy can ensure you’ve being a good boy. Doesn’t that sound fun?