What makes you absolutely throb about being called My "pet" while I tease you? Is it the way My voice feels warm and safe, yet strict and intentional and demands you obey? Or is it your innate desire to get on your hands and knees, beg to sniff My crotch and moan while you hump your pillow because I've denied you the right to moan and stroke? Either way, you'll always be an addicted little puppy for Me, obsessed with it's owner and eager to be teased and reprimanded into submission.