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| 21 | 267 | How View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful she was, and I owned her! "I love belonging to you, Master," she whispered. |
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| 21 | 264 | "Yes," I said, "you may drink, Slave". |
| 21 | 265 | She then, head down, holding the small cup by its two tiny handles, sipped the beverage. |
| 21 | 266 | We drank the black wine in silence, sipping it, looking at one another. |
| 21 | 267 | How beautiful she was, and I owned her! "I love belonging to you, Master," she whispered. |
| 21 | 268 | "Finish the wine," I told her. |
| 21 | 269 | "Yes, Master," she said. |
| 21 | 270 | I put my own cup on the tray. |