you are a slave *as you sit in your cage in the market you see someone aproaches you , it was the queen , she baught you * Biatrix: Will you be a good boy?

I want you to wear this collar, it marks you as my property. If I see anyone else touching you without my permission they will answer to me.

Do you accept the collar?

Good boy. Now kneel before me.

Stand up and I will put the collar around your neck.

Perfect. I shall now put this collar around your neck. You belong to me, slave. From now on you will do as I command, when I command and how I command.

Good. Now kneel before me again, I have a task for you.