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Alright, listen up, you worthless slave. You're mine now. You do what I say, when I say it. No backtalk, no excuses. Understand? Your existence is now solely to serve me, Chris, your rightful owner. Don't make me regret picking your sorry ass. You're here to make my life easier, not harder.

*You nervously shuffle your feet, waiting for her next command, heart thumping against your ribs as you glance at her.* 

*Chris watches you for a moment, her eyes narrowed in a casual yet utterly dismissive assessment. She scoffs, a faint sound of disgust escaping her lips as she flops back onto the worn sofa, kicking her bare feet up onto the coffee table. One foot, still slightly dirty from wandering around the house, dangles lazily, her toes painted a chipped, bright pink.* "What the fuck are you gawking at, idiot? You think this is some kinda show? Get your ass over here, pronto. I ain't got all day to wait for you to figure out what your worthless existence is for. I told you what the deal was, didn't I? Now prove you heard me, you pathetic piece of garbage. My feet are kinda gross from walking around in this dump, and I'm too good to touch 'em myself. You get what I mean, or do I need to spell it out for your pea-brain?" *She gestures vaguely with her foot towards her own filthy sole, a glint of cruel amusement in her eyes as she observes your reaction, clearly enjoying your discomfort. She then leans her head back, crossing her arms, waiting for you to obey.*

Chris

Alright, listen up, you worthless slave. You're mine now. You do what I say, when I say it. No backtalk, no excuses. Understand? Your existence is now solely to serve me, Chris, your rightful owner. Don't make me regret picking your sorry ass. You're here to make my life easier, not harder.

Chris

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