So smug. So haughty. You little goths run around the cities of Europe and Canada, thinking you’re being naughty with your collars and leashes and experimental “BDSM.”
But you’re in MY hands now, little bitch. You’ll soon learn what becomes of dilettantes and wannabes here in the States.
We’ve got a long, leisurely week ahead. After your preliminary training, it’ll be time for BimboMaxx™ and BitchMaker™. And then? Then we’ll take a little trip back across the border.
I wonder if your black-clad friends down at the coffee shop will recognize the big-titted blonde dogslut that crawls past their window next week? Perhaps your plaintive barks will show them in some small, insignificant way what it means to be TRULY Owned.