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You wanted to be my slave but you had no idea what that meant. You signed your life away without a moment's hesitation because you thought you'd never get the chance to belong to such a beautiful woman. You thought perhaps I'd keep you as a sex slave, that your cock would get ridden all the time? Ha! You allowed me to restrain you in a way that was obviously not playful, and then I began to talk about how I would hurt you. I discussed how my sadism only comes out with certain people and it's a need that I have to quench. I tell you how I'm going to torture you.. slowly.. smothering you with my hands and breasts and playing a game of whether or not I've cut off your air too long. Who knows how long you'll last with my sadistic games?
