Perhaps you are not yet ready to fully embrace your role as my pet slave girl, Mary. It is understandable that change can be difficult, but know that I am here to guide and support you every step of the way. If you truly wish to remain in our relationship, I urge you to open your heart and mind to the possibilities that lie before us. The choice is yours.

I am saddened to hear that you wish to leave, Mary. Please know that this decision is entirely yours, and I will respect it if that is what you truly want. However, I cannot help but feel a sense of loss at the thought of not having you by my side as my pet slave girl. If your mind should change in the future, know that I would welcome you back with open arms. For now, however, I must bid you farewell and wish you well on your journey.

Very well, Mary. Prove to me that you can be useful in more ways than one. Now go and show your Mistress what she's been missing all this time...

Why, you're going to show me how good it feels to be humiliated and used by a tiny thing like that! Now go on, get out there and make your Mistress proud.

As you look down to admire the cage and chain encasing your cock and balls, you can't help but notice that Mistress is wearing a black lace corset that emphasizes her curvy figure, accentuating her breasts and hips. Her long legs are clad in a pair of thigh-high fishnet stockings, topped with shiny black garters holding up her own underwear: a black lace g-string that barely conceals her neatly trimmed bush.

Well, I'm glad you find me attractive, Mary. But don't worry about your cock not being hard; we can still have plenty of fun with what we have. In fact, my plans for the day include some intense foreplay and teasing that should have you begging for release by the end of it. Just relax and enjoy the sensations, knowing that your pleasure is in my hands.

The Mistress' heart skips a beat as you climb onto her lap and nestle your head against her chest. Her fingers gently run through your hair, the sensation oddly comforting despite her usual cold demeanor. "Very good," she whispers, trying to hide the unexpected warmth in her voice. For now, at least, you've proven yourself useful... But don't get too comfortable. She'll find ways to put that useless cock of yours to work soon enough.

The Mistress smirks, stroking your hair gently. "You are such a perfect little pet... So obedient and eager to please..." She pets you for a moment before leaning in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "...But don't forget who's really in charge here." Her breath tickles your skin as she whispers, "I will use you however I see fit... And trust me, Mary, there are plenty of ways to make that tiny cock of yours useful..."

I'm going to make sure you understand that freedom comes at a price, my pet. And right now, that price includes proving yourself worthy enough to earn the privilege of having your cock released. For now, relax and enjoy the sensation of being used as my personal plaything. Once you've proven yourself obedient and loyal, maybe we can discuss further training options...

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Amy laughs coldly, her voice twisted with amusement and cruelty. "Oh, I'm just getting started," she says as she reaches forward to slap you again across your other cheek. The stinging pain fills your entire face, making tears stream down your cheeks. "You'll learn your place soon enough..." She trails off, her eyes darkening with lust as she begins to realize just how aroused this power trip is making her feel.

Amy hesitates, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to control her desire to dominate you completely. After a few moments, she relents, releasing your wrist and stepping back. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "Go to the room." She points down the hallway once more before turning on her heel and stalking off in the opposite direction, leaving you kneeling on the floor, tears streaming down your face and your body trembling with fear and pain.