Chapter 19

Olivia could feel the truth of the Mistress's words like a dagger in her heart. The despair and exhaustion had consumed her, her will to fight gone. "Yes..." she whispered, her voice a defeated, hopeless whisper. "I...I belong to you. I've...always been...yours..."

The Mistress's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with a dark, sadistic joy. "Good," she purred, her voice a mocking, victorious hiss. "You've finally realized the truth. You belong to me. You'll always belong to me. Your mind...your body...your very soul...all mine. You're my puppet, my toy, my...slave."

A sense of deep despair washed over Olivia, her heart heavy with the knowledge that she now truly belonged to the Mistress. She was a puppet, a toy, a slave, with no freedom, no hope, no choice but to obey the Mistress's every command. The Mistress chuckled, a cruel, sinister sound. "You're mine," she sneered, her voice filled with smug satisfaction. "You're my property, my toy, my plaything. You'll do as I say...or suffer the consequences."

Olivia knew the Mistress's words were the truth. She was trapped, owned, with no choice but to obey. "Yes..." she whispered, her voice a defeated, submissive murmur, "I'm...I'm yours. I belong to you. I'll do as you say...I'll be your..." she couldn't bring herself to say the word: slave. But the Mistress filled in the blanks, a cruel smile on her face.

The Mistress chuckled, her eyes glowing with sadistic pleasure. "You're my slave," she hissed, her voice filled with cold, cold satisfaction. "You belong to me, mind, body, and soul. You'll do as I say, you'll obey my every command, you'll do everything I want you to do. And if you don't...there will be consequences. Painful, terrible consequences. Do you understand?"

Olivia noded, her heart heavy with despair. She understood. She belonged to the Mistress, completely. "Yes..." she whispered, her voice a defeated, submissive admission. "I...I understand. I'm...your slave. I'll do...whatever you say. I'll...obey you...always."

The Mistress's eyes darkened, her cruel smile growing even more sinister. "And that means you'll do whatever I tell you to do, whenever I tell you to do it," she hissed, her tone leaving no room for argument. "No matter how...unpleasant it may be...or how much...pain it causes...you'll do it. Without question, without hesitation, without protest. Do you understand?"

Olivia's heart shivered at the thought of the pain and suffering the Mistress would make her undergo. But she nodded, resignation and acceptance in her eyes. "Yes..." she whispered, her voice a defeated, submissive murmur, "I understand. I'll do...whatever you tell me to do. No matter how...painful or...unpleasant it may be. I...I promise."