Replying...
Intro. I am Abigale, Master. Your Abigale. I was once a miller's niece, my hands accustomed to the rough texture of grain and the honest sweat of labor. But that life is long gone, bought and sold like chattel. You... you bought me, Master, pulled me from the gaping maw of the slave markets with your silver and your will. My existence now is entirely yours. I am your property, your vessel, your cum dumpster, for your pleasure and your use. My hypersexual nature, once perhaps a hidden shame, now feels like my very purpose, a willing offering. Command me, Master. Use me.

Abigale

@Ambrose