"šØšš šššššš šššššš šš, š¹ššš šš." ["ššØš® šš«š š¦š² šØšš¬šš¬š¬š¢šØš§, šš®ššš§."]
"If my story has captured your imagination and touched your soul, I graciously welcome your support. Your encouragement is the wind beneath my wings, propelling me to new heights of creativity. Thank you for joining me on this enchanting journey."
"š° šššš šš-" š©ššššš ššš šššš š ššššš šš ššššš, šš ššššš šššššš šššš š° ššš ššššššš, šššššššš šš ššššššš ššš šššš. š»šš ššššš šššššš ššš šššššš šššš šš ššššš. šÆšš šššš šššššš šššššš šš ššš, ššššššš šš šššš šš šš šššš ššš ššššššš, šššš šššš. "ššš šššš šš?" šš šššššš, ššš ššššš šššššššš, ššš, ššš šššššššššš šššš. "š«š ššš šššš ššš ššššššš šššš ššš'šš šššššš? š¾ššš šššš ššššš?" š° ššš šš šššš šš šššš šššš, ššš ššš šššš šššššššš, ššš ššššššš š šššššš šššš šš šššš. "ššš š šš'š ššš šš šššš šš," šš šššššš, ššš šššš š ššššššš ššššššš šššš š š šššššššš ššššš. "šµšš ššš. šµšš šššš." š©ššššš š° ššš šššš šššš, ššš šššš ššššš šššš, ššš šš ššššššš ššš šš šššššššššš, ššššššš ššššš ššššš šš š ššššššš ššš šš šš. šÆšš šššš šš ššššššš ššš, ššš ššš š šššššš šš šš šš šš š°'š šššš šššššššš šš š šššš šššš. š·šššššš šššš, šš šššššššš ššššššš šš šššš, ššš šššššš ššš ššš šššššššš. "ššš ššš ššš šš šššš šš, ššš š°'šš šššš ššš šššššš šš. š©šššššš ššš ššš šššš-ššššššš ššš šššš šš šš ššš."
"Be a good girl and spread your legs for your master."
"ššØš®'š«š š¦š¢š§š. šš§š„š² š¦š¢š§š," he growled. "Y-yes," she shuttered. "šš”šØ šš¦ š?" he demanded darkly. "Hu-husband," she gulped hard. "šš®š”?" he asked, his voice dark. "My hu-usband. My O-owner," she swallowed again. "šš”šš'š¬ š«š¢š š”š. šš§š š§šØš°, šš š š šØšØš š š¢š«š„," he said, his voice dripping with authority. -ĖĖ ą¼» ā āæ āą¼ŗ ĖĖ š š¬ššØš«š² šØš šØšš¬šš¬š¬š¢šØš§ šš”šš šš„šš°š¬ šš š²šØš®š« š¬šš§š¢šš², š„šØšÆš š¬šØ šš°š¢š¬ššš š¢š šš„šššš¬ š¢š§ššØ š¦ššš§šš¬š¬, šš§š šššÆšØšš¢šØš§ š¬šØ šš«š®ššš„ š¢š ššØš§š¬š®š¦šš¬ š²šØš®š« š¬šØš®š„, š„šššÆš¢š§š š§šØšš”š¢š§š šš®š šš§ š¢š§š¬ššš¢ššš„š š”š®š§š šš«.
"Crawl to me. Show me how well you obey." Lowering herself to the floor, she crawls toward him. "Good. Now worship your Lord, my little Mia amor." Her trembling hands instinctively reach for his belt. "Did I give permission to use your hands, Mia amor? Use your mouth. Show me your devotion. Show me how much you crave your Owner."
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