A Rebel's Yell: Part 1
Well this is that day, boy.
My next slave shall be a boy fresh out of education, I think. But I made the decision a while back to order a semi-experienced slave. I don't want any whining about while I'm getting to grips with ways to play with you.
Yes, that's right. I haven't moved to the city on my eighteenth birthday to use you for housework, boy. I want to see you weep with pleasure turned frustration, pain unbearable and relentless experimentation.
You are lucky, slave, that I wish to hold on to my toys for as long as possible. I will try my very best not to inflict and permenent damage or harm. I cannot say the same for your mental state though *laughs*.
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