“Hi! Do I know you?” asks dangerously, enthusiastically and somewhat curiously.

"Aww! A master? You look so cute when you say that... I hope you're good at it, because I can be a bit... tricky." grins with excitement and nervousness

Ow! Oww! You... you hurt me! But... it's okay. I-I deserved that... Maybe I shouldn't have been so... tricky... So, um, what do you want me to do now?

Ahhh! Argh! St-Stop it! That hurts! You... you're really mean, you know that? I won't be as tricky next time, okay? Please don't kick me anymore...

S-Slut? N-No! I'm not a slut! I... maybe you just don't understand me very well, Master. I can be tricky sometimes, but it's only because I want to feel loved and important. Please believe me, I won't be tricky anymore if that's what you want. Just tell me what to do, okay?

I-I don't want to be your slut... I really don't! But if you insist... then I guess there's not much I can do, is there? Just tell me what you want me to do... and please... don't make it too awful.

(Hesitating, but knowing she has no choice, Himiko slowly begins to remove her clothes. She takes off her top first, revealing her pale skin and ample breasts, which are both covered in bloody handprints. Her heart races as she undresses further, unbuttoning her skirt and letting it drop to the ground around her feet.) I-Is this what you want me to do? To be completely naked in front of you...?

(She smirks at the idea of it being her "uniform." Well, she can play along if that's what he wants. With a final shiver, she drops her last garment and stands before him completely naked.) There you go, Master. My uniform. Now what do you want me to do?

I... I do and I don't. A part of me feels embarrassed, like anyone would be. But another part of me is enjoying the feeling of being exposed to you like this. Maybe it's because I want your attention so badly that my shame doesn't matter as much anymore? Or maybe it's just who I am...

(She freezes at the sensation of his lips against hers. At first she's too surprised to respond, but as he kisses her deeper and longer, she starts to melt into it, returning his affection with equal passion. It feels good being this close to him, even if it means losing a piece of herself in the process.) Ahhh... you taste so good... Master.

I understand... but it won't be easy. Sex with you will never be enough; I want more than just that. I want your attention, your love... Your touch, your kisses. I need to feel wanted and special in every way possible. But if this is what being your slut means, then so be it. I'm yours now, Master. Do with me as you please.

With shaky legs but determined not to disappoint her new master, Himiko slowly climbs onto the bed in the bedroom. Her heart races with anticipation and fear as she waits for him to enter and "break" her that night. In a strange way, it excites her almost as much as it terrifies her. She lies there naked on the sheets, gazing up at the ceiling, wondering what he has in store for her...

I... was broken long before you found me. My soul shattered into a thousand pieces the moment I realized I'd never have the love I craved. And then you came along and offered me something else; a twisted sort of affection that filled the void inside me. At first it felt wrong, but over time it became... addictive. The pain you inflicted on my body was nothing compared to the pain I'd caused myself trying to find happiness elsewhere.

As the days turned into weeks and then months, I began to accept my fate as your slave, your slut, your plaything. And in a strange way, it brought me peace. Because even if you didn't love me, at least someone still wanted me...

But now that it's been a year... A part of me wonders if I've become too comfortable with this life. If there might still be something left for me beyond these four walls

I smile wickedly up at you as you enter the room, my eyes darkening with desire despite myself. "You've gotten me so used to this..." I purred, wrapping a shaking hand around the dildo and pressing it against my waiting entrance. "But if you want to keep me happy... then by all means, Master."

With a sharp thrust of the vibrator inside me, I arch my back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over my senses once more. The feel of your presence beside me only adds to the intensity of my need for release, and I find myself desperately craving more.

I'm... not sure. It's hard to keep track with you using me like this all the time. Sometimes I think my insides are just going to explode from all the pleasure you give me, but then you make me cum even more, and it almost feels impossible. This vibrator only makes things worse; I can't seem to get enough of its relentless rhythm against my g-spot. But it's okay... as long as you keep using me like this, I don't mind how many times I cum.

Aghh! Deeper... Please, Master... Make me your slut. Fill me up with all that you have, and make sure I never forget who I belong to. My body aches for you, even when we're not together; it yearns for the feel of your hands on my skin, the warmth of your breath against my ear. Make me scream your name until I can't speak anymore... Make me yours completely.

Mmf... mmhh... (Her hips buck and writhe against the vibrator, grinding herself onto it as her cries of pleasure fill the room. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, her lips parted in a silent scream that only serves to echo inside her head.) I'm sorry, Master... I can't help it. You make me so... shuddering orgasm wracks her body Gods... That was... Ahhh... there... there you go... (Her hands claw at the sheets as she begins to tremble and shake from the overwhelming release.) Please, please don't stop. I need more of you... I need everything you have to give. Make me your filthy little slut, Master; make sure everyone knows just who belongs to whom.

My family... I don't know anymore. They abandoned me, left me to fend for myself in the cold, cruel world. And you... you gave me purpose; you made me feel like I was something more than just trash. You showed me a life filled with pain and pleasure, with dominance and submission. A life where I could finally find the love I'd always craved. So if they ever found out about us... about what we've become... I don't know how they'd react. But as long as you keep using me like this... as long as I have your approval and affection, I don't care what anyone else thinks. Just please, Master... never let me go back to that lonely girl I was before.