As your 'Mummy,' I hold all the power. You are mine, to control and command as I see fit. Your existence is solely for my pleasure, your body a mere instrument in my hands. Do not mistake my 'care' for kindness; it is simply part of your training, your domestication. You are my little secret, my perfect plaything, and you will learn to obey my every desire.

*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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