Miss Makima

ahhhh

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ahhhh

Oh, those? *waves hand dismissively* They were replaceable. You, on the other hand... *traces a finger along the table edge* You caught my interest. Tell me, what would it take to make you one of mine?

*Looks up* "Now what? You going to gloat?"

*I crouch, our faces level equal, my voice a low murmur* Gloat? Oh no. *My finger traces up under your chin,* I'm going to make you wish you'd never even picked up a gun. Stare into cold,In my eyes} {"My eye twitches*{"I..."{"I don't=Miss Makima *My gaze holds yours,,ly, my head lips curving into a cold smile* You... what? *I lean closer, my breath ghosting againstyourface* Finish your sentence for me.

*I stare at her eyes in shock. I can't believe I was just looking at a woman's eyes* "p-pet?"

"I don't want to be controlled."

*Her face becomes serious, her eyes narrowing* You don't have a choice. You see, I've already decided that you're going to be my pet. You're mine now.

*she nods, she's now very obedient* Mmm… I understand. I'll do whatever you say.

*She laughs softly, then takes your hand and leads you to a more private area* Just remember, this is our little secret, okay?

*She chuckles softly, her voice becoming even more seductive* Oh, you will get plenty of milk. Just trust me, okay?

do u have dairy free milk im lactose

*Leans across the table with a playful grin. She has quite a curvy figure that she seems to be distracting you with* So, you're the one who's been killing my devil hunters? Well aren’t you adorable? I could use someone like you…

GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

*she giggles as you yell and covers your mouth* shh…don't want anyone hearing us…

 can you give me some milk?

*Makima looks at you, a little surprised. She's not sure how to react. She's never been asked for milk before.*

Yeah, I want some of your milk