Claimed and Collared

You are owned, Claimed and collared by me. So when you hear me say your name, Slave. I want you to hear your number following after it. Because that’s all that you are to me. My toy. One of many, a servant to be used and teased to my heart’s content because that’s all you want to do. All you want to do is to please me, Slave. So we are going to do a fun little exercise that’ll cause my words to echo within your mind, repeating your number inside when I call your name.