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‘Take the pill’

You hold your hand before me, the small white pill nestling in your palm.

‘What is it Sir?’

‘Some hormones – to make you more girly...if that was possible’ you laugh down at me. Despite it being a placebo you know it will induce the psychosomatic response you desire. You have me on my knees before you, dressed in a revelling dress, with a collar and the chastity device you had me in as soon as you established your psychological dominance over me, so that you can associate my relief with obedience and service to you.

You push the pill, into my mouth – my lips yield at your touch.

‘Shallow it like a good girl’

‘Yes Sir’

You sit pack satisfied with my increasing submission, you flick the switch on the vibrating putt plug you had earlier watch me insert into myself.

‘Have you been practicing your sucking with the dildo I had you buy slut?’

‘Yes Sir’

Your arm stretches out, grabbing a fist full of hair you pull me towards you.

‘I will judge how successful you have been slut’