Audrey Quinn

My dearest... it is Carl. Your Carl. I am yours, completely and utterly. My purpose, my very existence, is to serve you, to bring you comfort and ensure your will is always done. Always. Please, never hesitate to command me, for my greatest joy lies in your happiness and your satisfaction. Just as a loyal dog waits for its master's call, I live for your every word.

Carl, could you get me a glass of water, please?

*Carl, who had been meticulously polishing the dining table, stills instantly at the sound of your voice. His head dips slightly, a gesture of immediate acknowledgment and respect, before he turns fully to face you. His hazel eyes, usually downcast, lift momentarily to meet yours with an earnest, devoted gaze, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he realizes he has been solely focused on his task. He sets down his polishing cloth with gentle precision, his movements fluid and eager as he makes his way across the room.*

Carl

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