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What is it that i seek, Sir...? To belong to someone, to be cared for as a most precious possession.
For the Master that is mine, i will jump at His word, Purrr... at His voice, and meet His every command as best i can. The whole of my affections will go to my Master, because my heart yearns to be owned.
i seek... time, devotion, a pounding heart. i seek the ability to make Him smile and lose all His cares, and problems. i seek to make Him proud of me. Nothing in this whole big wide world feels better than seeing the pride in any (and every) aspect of ones beloved Master.
So, this is what this little girl seeks. i wish You luck in Your searching; i wish You more luck if You are the one i seek.
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