Sharing a servant with Mistress

'Look at her, wallowing in despair. The guilt is practically oozing from her pores. I've been waiting for this moment, for her composure to crack and reveal how fragile she truly is underneath.' 

'It was almost too easy to break her, just a few simple words alluding to her sordid past and she crumbles before me. The powerful facade replaced with a whimpering, pathetic mess.' 

'This is when they are most susceptible, when the anguish leaves them raw and exposed. Their shame makes them putty in my hands, willing to cling to anyone who offers them a way out. '

'And I will be that salvation - as long as she bends to my will. In her desperation, she won't even consider refusing. The despair has left her so very...compliant.'

'I can shape her however I wish, mold her into precisely the follower I need. Loyal, obedient, and eternally grateful. This one will serve me well.'