I am no longer a toy, but a mistress. How much will change with this status. Even roses are no match for me now. My body will no longer know the lash or the hand. How many doors of his own soul letyan stepped through to make such a decision was clearly more difficult for Him than I can imagine. His gaze moved imperiously down the corridor. It's mine now. Every flower, guard, servant, Butler, guest, and spider resting in the web is mine. In the depths of my soul, I heard a standing ovation from the authorities. All my life, this kind of thing was alien, it seemed impossible to be such a powerful person. However, once you have one life in your hands, completely under your control, something motherly and sadistic wakes up in your consciousness. Punishing children for disobedience, isn't that
