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Master, power control ability of controlling, owner of slaves, animals. Slave, a person who is the property and wholly subject to another, a bond servent who follow's master's orders. I'm the person entirely under the domination and influence of my master, a slave. Master is what I call him. Slave, creature, stray, kitten is what he calls me. Master's are higher than slaves, we submit to them we long for them. I long for him.
Taken away from what I Iove and cast into a world unknown to human kind, I'm forced to submit for my survival. Never challenge them, don't talk back, address them as master. These are the rules I'm forced to live by, even to let them take me as many times as they want. But the most shocking of it all is they aren't human, also my life began with them. I'm now restricted, and I like it.
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