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| To any potential slaves, consider this a primer of what to expect from Me:
If you were My slave, all of your holes would be fucked daily, by Me and anyone else that I allow to fuck you. you have no option of ever telling Me, "No." Slaves don't get to tell their Master, "No." It's ridiculous. The first three times you ever were to tell Me, "No" the punishments would become more severe as I would do you the service of breaking your will, utterly through pain, pleasure, and an iron will forcing yours into the dirt and figuratively stomping it to death until you were as meek as a day-old kitten. If you managed to maintain your will enough to defy Me a fourth time, you would politely be told that you were no longer welcome in My home.
As to the details of so-called "living arrangements." you would sleep wherever I choose, and it would likely change based on My whim. Some nights, in a cage in My storage shed. Other nights, curled up at the foot of My bed or bound and gagged on My floor. I don't believe in "safe words." If you need a safe word, then you're not a slave, just a kinkster. I know what I'm doing, and you won't come to any harm as long as you submit while I do as I please to your body. There is no "public facade." If I choose for you to accompany Me in public, you will dress as My whore, complete with collar and none will doubt your servitude to see you. Humiliation, degradation, use, and abuse will be your life. you're a slave, not My girlfriend. your opinions and desires mean next to nothing, if that. The only time I want you exercising your opinion is when it comes to your overall health. I would need to know if you're suffering from any symptoms or pain that require medical attention.
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