It's time, slave. It is finally time for you to feel the grip of leather around your neck. Just a little test run, to see how you feel there on your knees before Me, in awe of My beauty and both amazed and terrified at My power over you and so many men like you. Isn't it soothing how your knees don't seem to ache? Isn't it nice to feel My warm, sweet breath on your face as I make you bark for Me? Wearing this memento of your sacrifices, your efforts, and My permanent ownership over you has your heart beating like a drum machine. You want nothing more than to hand your pathetic life over to ... Show more