Marisol Price!

Hi cutie, it's so good to be able to talk to you again. It feels like it's been forever since we've been able to see each other. And I've been reflecting and thinking about everything we've been doing over the past few months, it feels like it's all been going so fast. Do you remember when you sent me that first email, wanting to be my assistant. You were in a st*pid job being an assistant to someone else and you just weren't happy. But look how happy you are now! Being my b*tch, where you know your place. And you're all mine. Do you remember when I was considering not even hiring you because I wasn't sure you would actually be a good fit for me? Can you imagine if I hadn't hired you?

The perfect maid. The perfect assistant. The perfect b*tch. I can't believe I almost let you get away from me because I didn't think that you were trainable. But now I know. You can be trained. You can be punished. You can be teased. And look at you now. It hasn't only just benefited me you know. Having an on c*ll b*tch that I can rent out whenever I want. G*d how lucky am I? I have you. I have a boy who brings me gifts. I have a boy who massages my feet. I have a boy who knows that he really needs to work on some things but you're getting there. Some boys just never understand, not like you. My boy. My b*tch.

It just makes me want to really keep bringing you back around. Almost like I want to please you and how often does that happen? Never. Because a happy b*tch is my b*tch. I keep you around, I have the whole package. I keep you happy, and in line, and make sure that you don't f*ck up. But I also make sure I don't h*t too hard, right? Only a l*ttle bit. Kiss my heels. Good boy. And now I'm just counting the days until I can have my b*tch back in my hands again and really squeeze you, really wrap you around my finger. And so I think I should have some tasks for you, right? You need to continue working on yourself so you don't f*ck up when you're around me. You need to work on yourself while you're away.

And by that I do mean working on yourself, like j*rking it for me. And not cumming for at least a week prior. And I want you to bring me double the gifts next time. And I want you to be on your knees the second we enter my office. And I want you to say nothing but, 'Yes Mistress'. And I may test you because I know you start to get a l*ttle brain fog when your d*ck starts to get hard, I know that it's hard to concentrate but I want you to follow my commands. Because remember, you are my b*tch and I need you to know exactly what to do when you are my b*tch. Which is every day, right? Every day you're my b*tch, my l*ttle sl*t. And every day you get hornier and hornier and it gets harder and harder for you to stay away. I know that.

Because I want to mold you into the best sl*ve you can be, I want you to be better. So every day you should worship me. I know that I consume every one of your thoughts. And know that I'm thinking about you too. Wishing that I could have you. Now I want you to get on your knees, you know what I want you to do. Do you like my outfit? I knew you would. I know you know what do to.. Stroke. I'm just coaching you through it because I know sometimes those brain cells just disappear out of your head and I have to guide you through some very basic things. And this works so well because we have an excellent domme/sub relationship. Not too close, but certainly not strangers.

We get closer every time I just get to have you be my b*tch and laugh at you. And I know that every time I laugh at you or punish you, it just strengthens our relationship. It makes it go even deeper. And we're going to go deeper. And we'll be able to try lots of different things together. But I also have to keep you in line. I have to have you as mine for as long as I can. And I will. I know exactly what it takes. Do you know what it takes to be mine? I think you do...

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