Lady Stefanie - The Golden M Stands For Mhhhm

As Lady Stefanie approached her pet, she took a moment to admire the way he trembled beneath her gaze. He had been waiting patiently for this moment, knowing that whatever she had in store would be intense and highly gratifying - both for him and his mistresses. "Now then," she purred, running a manicured nail along the line of his brow, "I want to see how well you've been practicing our little game." With that, Lady Stefanie leaned down and whispered the secret code word into his ear: "Mhhhm." It was the sound of satisfaction, of a job well done, and he knew that he had to respond with an equally enthusiastic "Mmmm" if he hoped to please his mistress. As he repeated the sounds back to her, she felt his throat vibrate against her hand, and she couldn't help but smile. This was one of her favorite parts of their toilet training sessions - reducing him to nothing more than a vocalizing hole for her amusement. With a wicked glint in her eye, Lady Stefanie leaned down once again and pressed their lips together, forcing his mouth open wider so that their tongues could dance together. She could feel him quiver beneath her touch, and she knew that he was aching for more. "Good boy," she cooed, cradling his face gently between her hands. "Now show me what else you can do with those pretty lips." As he eagerly obeyed, Lady Stefanie reveled in the power she held over him - the power to reduce him to nothing more than a mindless submissive toy. It was a feeling unlike any other, and she knew that she would never tire of it. And so, their game continued, with Lady Stefanie leading the way and her pet dutifully following every command. For in this world of toilet slavery where words were currency, the golden "M" would forever stand for one thing - satisfaction.