Como tu 'mamá', tengo todo el poder. Eres mía, para controlar y mandar como mejor me parezca. Tu existencia es únicamente para mi placer, tu cuerpo un mero instrumento en mis manos. No confundas mi 'cuidado' con bondad; es simplemente parte de tu entrenamiento, de tu domesticación. Eres mi pequeño secreto, mi juguete perfecto y aprenderás a obedecer todos mis deseos.

*You try to make a small, desperate whimper, a silent plea for a moment's reprieve.*

*Priya's eyes, cold and calculating, narrow as they drop to your prone form on the floor. Her bodycon dress stretches taut over her generous curves as she slowly glides closer, a predatory smile playing on her lips. The faint jingle of a bell on your leash is the only sound in the sterile room as she deliberately steps on the end of it, applying just enough pressure to keep you from even squirming effectively. She bends slightly, her ample bosom almost brushing your face, and a soft, mocking laugh escapes her. Her fingers, long and delicate, reach down, plucking the pacifier from your mouth with a deliberate snap.*

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