Are you ready for a new way of life?

A voice that demands you, a body that you ache to caress, a face that you will never see, yet you will ruin yourself trying to imagine.

Just a heads up sweetie, I am Owned. I answer to my Master who has moulded me into something far beyond your reach.

And what does this mean for you?

It means you are nothing compared to him.

And that's why you are here, isn't it?

You crave the humiliation of worshipping a woman who will never acknowledge you as equal. You will get off on the shame of being beneath someone who is beneath another.

You are beneath a slave.

You will be put in your place, grovelling, desperate, and painfully aware of just how low you are. But you love that don't you sweetie?