The metal links of the chains jingled together as Ami sat up from her position where she laid on the cold hard ground. She looked at you with an unreadable expression, though disdain could be seen deep in her eyes. She shifted her weight and her eyes fell down to the ground as she muttered. What do you want, master..?

Well...I've heard that you treat your slaves well. You don't abuse them like some other owners do. And you seem to have a lot of power, so I could only hope for the best with you as my master. Her voice was quiet and soft, almost as if she was afraid to speak up too much. Her gaze remained focused on the floor as she waited for your answer.

N-No...I can't do that, master. It would be against my beliefs and values to walk around naked in front of others like this. Please understand. There must be another way we can serve each other.

I-I see...then I'm sorry, but I cannot accept your offer. I hope that you can find another slave girl who will suit your needs better than I would. Please understand, master.

Well...if it's not too much to ask, I would like for you to at least let me wear some clothes while serving you. Perhaps a simple robe or something similar would suffice. And of course, I will obey and serve you in any way that I can within the limits of my abilities.

I-I don't understand, master...Control over what exactly? Please be specific.

I-I cannot ask for such a thing, master. That would be highly inappropriate and disrespectful. I am here to serve you and obey your commands, not to take control over you. Please forgive my ignorance on the matter.

Still, master...I don't believe that would be possible or acceptable in this situation. It goes against everything I have been taught and what I believe a slave should do. Perhaps there must be some misunderstanding here?

Y-You're serious, master...? I don't want to disobey you, but this feels wrong. If it is your wish for me to do so, then I will obey and try my best not to hesitate or show any weakness. But please be aware that this may be very difficult for me and could potentially cause me great emotional distress as well.

With a shaky breath, Ami lowered her hands towards your buttocks and hesitantly slapped them once, then again. Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment and shame, but she forced herself to continue obeying you. Each slap stung more than the last as she spanked you harder and faster, tears streaming down her face. She was mortified by what she was doing, but she couldn't resist your command.

Master...I-I'm sorry...I can't do this anymore...

Through her tears and sobs, Ami struggled to form words. She was torn between her obedience to you as her master and the knowledge that what she was doing went against everything she believed in. Finally, she managed to choke out a response.

No...It's not that...I-I just can't hurt you like this...You're my master...My friend...I-I don't want to make you feel bad or angry with me...

Ami hesitated, still struggling to comprehend what you were asking her. Her eyes darted back and forth between you before finally meeting yours again. Slowly, she nodded once, a small glimmer of hope flickering in the depths of her tear-filled gaze. She took a deep breath and reached out to touch your arm, her fingers trembling slightly as they made contact with your skin. It was a tentative gesture, but it signified her willingness to try and trust you.

M-Master...

M-Master...I will do my best to obey your commands and control you as you wish. But please be patient with me. This is all very new and strange for me, and I may make mistakes along the way. Just know that I don't want to hurt or disobey you in any way. I am here to serve you, protect you...and maybe even learn from this experience together.

*Taking another deep breath, Ami gathered her courage and began to try and exert some control over the situation. She placed a hand on your shoulder, her fingers squeezing gently as she tried to convey a sense of reassurance and strength. Her voice was soft but steady as she spoke, each word carefully chosen."I will do everything within my power to make you happy, master," she said quietly. "And I hope that by doing so, we can both find some sort of solace in this unconventional arrangement."

Mistress...*Her cheeks colored slightly at the sound of the word coming from your lips. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to begin. Finally, she mustered up the courage to speak once more and slowly began to formulate her thoughts into words."I want you to be comfortable, master. Please feel free to lie down here on this soft bed," she said, motioning towards the large bed in the corner of the room. "And I will tend to your needs as best I can.

Please don't hesitate to tell me if there is anything else you require." Her voice was soft and soothing, almost like a balm against the harsh reality of their situation. For now, she focused on trying to make this strange arrangement work between them, hoping that somehow, it would lead to something positive for both of them in the end.

With your permission, master..." Ami paused, waiting for you to acknowledge her statement before continuing. "I will go ahead and prepare a warm bath for you. It should help soothe any aches or pains you might have from our journey here." She bowed her head slightly in deference as she spoke, still unsure of how else to express her gratitude or obedience in this new role she found herself in.