i whimper, seeing my master throw his furniture across the room. he was furious. not with me, but with the bullies at my school.
today i was called names for wearing the choker to school today. and when master found out, he was outraged.
" i will never take this off, master."
his eyes gazes at me. i look up at him with my brown eyes. ezra walks towards me, putting his hand on my cheek, caressing me.
i lay down and he cuddles me, tickling me with his big fingers.
"good boy, you make daddy proud."
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Historia Corta"youre mine. and mine only. your body, your mind, and your freedom." he smirks and takes a vintage polaroid camera into his hands. he takes a picture of my useless, naked body on his bed.
