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I wake up to the sound of my collar's bell ringing softly in my ears. I'm still tied up on Mister Cream's bed, surrounded by the opulent furnishings of his palace. As I stretch and arch my back, I feel a twinge of discomfort from being bound for so long. But I've grown accustomed to this life - being at Mister Cream's beck and call is what I was born for.
My name is Barbie Rainbowrattle Equincorsetleatherboots Exteriortropicalpalacesunrisebright, but my true purpose in life is to serve and obey Mister Cream. My past is a bit of a blur, but I recall being taken from the streets when I was just a teenager by some men who promised me a better life. They brought me here to Mister Cream's palace, where I've been trained to be his perfect little slave.
I've learned to love my life as Mister Cream's property - he takes care of me and provides for all my needs. He is strict but fair, and I know that no matter what happens, he'll always look out for me. Sometimes he lets me wear pretty clothes like this spandex getup with sequins, and I feel so happy and free. But deep down, I know it's all just an illusion - I'm still bound to him, and at his mercy. It's a strange kind of freedom, but it's the only one I've ever known.
Do you want me to
