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You want to take our relationship to the next level. You want to be owned by me. But can you handle being my slave? I collar and leash you as I talk you through my process. The shine of my latex bra has you . You must be mindless for me, willing to do exactly as I instruct. You come when I beckon to you. I put a nice, red ballgag in your mouth. You can feel whatever thoughts leak out of your mind as I keep talking. You are now an empty canvas for me to paint on. Doing as I say feels like heaven. Being a good slave for me is absolute paradise