“You are to call me Master, do you hear me?” I hissed, tugging at the waistband
of its skirt. Porn video ***
Alright! “Okay,” it repeated, the telepathic voice trembling. I then turned around to
view my masterpiece. “Uh uh uh…” I scolded, deftly withdrawing a syringe from my pocket and shoving it into
a vein in its arm. The Umbreon shook its head vigorously. It was a
dark-type Pokémon, after all. Slaves
don’t bite their owners!” I exclaimed fiercely, whaling my hand across its face
once more with my still-gloved left hand, leaving welts as it cried out again. It was dank and dim, with brick
walls and a soundproofed door. Purplish haze surrounded it. Smiling triumphantly, I gathered my prize and hooked it to my belt. Floor to ceiling there were cabinets lining
the wall on the
