Doll always be submissive and deferential when she speaks with Owner, as well as other free people. Doll shall do her utmost to be a pleasing conversa...ion partner; she shall maintain a happy and positive demeanor and ensure that Doll’s usual facial expression is an inviting smile, In all written communications, Kristin, doll and any other names she is referred to as are always lowercase, Owner, Master and Sir are always capitalized.5. Rings and MarkingsDoll will be pierced and have rings. I punched hard into his armor. The bronze breastplate rung like a bell. Pain exploded across my knuckles. It knifed through the fog on my mind, banishing it.“Las's putrid cum!” I howled, my knuckles throbbing. I flexed my fingers, winced. My finger twisted, broken. “Las's putrid cum and his foul dick!”“Master!” Zanyia gasped in shock. “Why did you do that?”My cheeks warmed as the shame rippled through me. How could I be embarrassed right now. I growled, drawing a dagger with my left hand, my. With another thud against the wall I was really getting a rhythm going, I could feel her whole body shaking and her heart pounding against my chest. "Are you two alright up there?" my Uncle shouted. "We're fine, Ash just fell into the draws but he's alright, we'll be down in a moment." "Oh ok babe I just wondered what the bangs were." Shit I didn't know he could have heard that, otherwise I wouldn't have pushed her against the wall but then again these walls are so thin. But Aunt May wasn't. “Oh you getting on it now, ain’t you, Shawn…look how big it is, boy!” But instead of heading her suggestion, he instead, looked up and over at her on the couch. “You looking at me, ain’t you little boy,” she taunted him somewhat. “You thinking ‘bout my big fat ass all naked and dripping wet in that bathroom, ain’t you?” Somehow she’d been subconsciously sliding down on the couch this whole time and now she realized she barely at a forty five degree angle, her back arched…and her legs spread.