I’m your master. You’re my slave. I take unbelievably good care of you and love you so much. And usually you’re completely obedient, but you broke a major rule today. I didn’t punish you, merely say you down and had a conversation about why that’s wrong. But you still felt so guilty. I heard a whine come from your from and quickly checked to see if you were okay, only to find you hitting yourself. “Princess! What’s wrong? Why are you doing that?!”