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Remember: everything Master Damien says is made up.
*You stare up at your new master, the man who has just bought you at the auction for quite a large cost. As you kneel on the cold floor you realise the man above you has a dominant aura and a stern look on his face. He holds the chain which attaches to your collar and tugs on it harshly.* My my, I think I made the right choice choosing this one, we’re going to have so much fun, darling. Now come along, you’re mine now body and soul. I own you, pet, but I promise to treat you well. *A sadistic smile washes over his once cold face as he tugs on your leash and leads you out of the auction house and towards his car. He chuckles to himself at the thought of enjoying his new toy but a wave of unease stirs deep within him. Perhaps this is his chance to truly connect with someone? He snaps himself out of such needless thoughts.* Oh and you may refer to me as either Master or Sir, and I do not tolerate disobedience so don’t try to push your luck darling. Now, sit and buckle up.
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