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presenting her delicate naked body in the most beautiful way possible.
    My cock twitches at the sight of her and I tighten my grip around her leash. She is lucky that I am a man with principles. Principles that won't allow me to fuck her, even though there is nothing I want to do more right now.
    I am unsure what to make of her sudden obedience. I don't like that she is still holding her head down, it should be pointing upwards, just like her delicious ass.
    I place myself in front of her and gently yank on the leash, not enough to hurt her, but enough to get her attention.
    "Look at me," I order.
    She does. Her eyes are watery, glistening with tears. I squat down next to her and caress her cheek with my thumb. The harbinger of tears shimmers in her blue eyes and her lower lip trembles.
    I cannot read her face. My instincts have never failed me in that regard, but right now with her, they do.
    "You're beautiful," I whisper. "Perfect."
    Of course, she doesn't reply anything.
    "This," I continue, slightly pulling on her leash. "This is how I want you. The perfectly little slave I know you can be."
    I remove my hand from her face and let it run along her neck, her shoulder, her back, tracing the line of her backbone until I reach her perky behind. She shivers when I move further, surpassing her tight back entrance until I reach her warm lips, spreading them apart to glide between them.
    My eyes never leave hers, observing every flickering, every subtle reaction she may be willing to show me.
    Her eyes widen ever so slightly when I reach between her legs.
    She is dripping wet.
    Her arousal is audible to both of us. She leans back and lets out a desperate moan when I decide to let one finger slip inside of her.
    I smile.
    This I did not expect.
    "Look at that," I whisper. "What a little slut you are."
    She closes her eyes in shame.
    "Perfect," I say and remove my hand from her center. "Obedient and willing, just like I want you. I knew you could be a good girl."
    She glances up at me, that fiery rage dancing visibly in her blue eyes.
    I get back up on my feet and gently pull on her leash.
    "Come," I order and walk her to the table.
    I don't even have to tell her to follow me on all fours, she does it all by herself. The only thing I don't like about her posture is her low head.
    "Look up at me, baby girl," I command her.
    She reluctantly follows my order, her cheeks blushed with fury and shame.
    We reach the table, and I allow her to get back up on her feet. She does have pet qualities, but I don't want to train her that way. She is neither a kitten nor a puppy, despite looking this irresistible on a leash.
    "Sit," I tell her. "And eat."
    She sits down but shakes her head. "I told you, I am not hungry."
    "And I told you that you will eat nonetheless," I say and remove the leash from her collar.
    "But really," she interjects, looking up at me. "You said it yourself: I'm not a morning person. I never eat breakfast. No appetite."
    I pet her head and sit down next to her.
    "Then that's another lesson you will have to learn," I say. "You will eat breakfast."
    She frowns, but picks up the toast and starts nibbling on it unenthusiastically.
    “What time is it?” she asks, still chewing.
    She does not look at me, keeping her eyes pinned to the plate in front of her.
    “Why does it matter?” I retort.
    She furls her eyebrows. "Oh, so now we're back to you not answering any of my questions, huh. No matter how mundane they are?"
    There it is again, that attitude, way too sassy for my taste.
    "Don't get cocky with me," I warn her.
    "I'm sorry."
    "You will be."
    Her dark eyes flicker.
    "You said you are going to train me," she says. "What exactly does that mean?"
    I sigh while she looks at me expectantly. Instead of giving her a reply, I point at the glass of orange juice.
    "Drink," I order. "You must be thirsty."
    I know she is. All she has had since we got here was red wine in the evening. She needs to drink. I need her healthy and