Oh my, look at that. You’re going to be a rubber drone. What a very special honor for you! To be a drone is to be, one might say, one of the slaviest of slaves we have. Drones, you see, are our worker bees. They take care of everything that needs taking care of, ranging the gamut from feeding immobile artworks and doing the laundry to fixing the plumbing and bathing the muddy piggy slaves. Some of their responsibilities overlap with those of the maidservants, but the maids’ responsibilities lean more towards cleaning and direct interaction with the Ladies. Drones operate best unnoticed, behind the scenes. It may sound like dull, thankless work, and we’re sure it is, but our drones never complain. On the contrary, our drones are possibly the most content slaves around. So, how do you make a happy worker bee? You must remove her individuality, make her forget her name and think of herself only as a number. You must instill in her an undying passion for unquestioning obedience. You must
*Better exits this chamber, which is one of hundreds....* Whisper to Mi: Did you enjoy yourself, Drone ? *Mi quietly waits in her pod... As long as needed...* Mi: Absolutely Whisper to Mi: mhh... (Better entered.) Whisper to Mi: Is Master soo bad, after all... Whisper to Mi: Nooo, I dont think Master is bad...~ Whisper to Mi: hihi Mi: ehis session aas inmeem eeaaa hoom Mi: oops Mi: I said, this session was indeed very good Mi: Thank you again Mi: I hope you enjoyed it as much Whisper to Mi: I hope to unravel you next time.. Mi: Who knows~ Whisper to Mi: mhh.. Whisper to Mi: You are not likely to escape... Whisper to Mi: (But ofc you can make the Maid release you..) Mi: No... I don't want to. Mi: (yes I will if I wish) Whisper to Mi: Are you feeling relaxed yet ? ; ) Mi: It feels good, yes Mi: I love this kind of play Whisper to Mi: mhh... Whisper to Mi: I noticed... Mi: I mean, this time you ware extra caring and attentionned to details Mi: It was really enjoyable, feeling more
(Mi removes the leather collar from her neck.) Mi: This asylum is dangerous. Better: mhh............ Mi: Oh, look ! My drone ! (Mi caresses Better's arms.) Better: mhh.. Mi: Did you came a lot for me ? (Mi gently pets Better's head.) Better: no miss Better: hhfffff.. Mi: Awww, so sad. Mi: You were allowed to ! Mi: But it's time to free you my drone. Mi: I don't want you to stay like this... For today. (Mi removes the gas mask tube from Better's hood.) Better: mhhhhh.... mha ... (Mi removes the gas mask from Better's head.) (Mi caresses Better's face.) Better: mhhh hee..... Mi: Hey, Better ? Mi: Are you there ? Better: heee... HEY Better: Hey ! (Mi removes the latex box-tie armbinder from Better's arms.) Better: Who .. what ?! (Mi removes the hobble skirt from Better's legs.) *Mi take a seat* (Better grabs Mi's arm firmly.) Mi: Take a seat Mi: Oh ? Better: WHAT did you do.... Mi: I... I did what you wanted... Better: Alright... ONE chance to explain... *Better slowly lets go, and sits
Oh my, look at that. You’re going to be a rubber drone. What a very special honor for you! To be a drone is to be, one might say, one of the slaviest of slaves we have. Drones, you see, are our worker bees. They take care of everything that needs taking care of, ranging the gamut from feeding immobile artworks and doing the laundry to fixing the plumbing and bathing the muddy piggy slaves. Some of their responsibilities overlap with those of the maidservants, but the maids’ responsibilities lean more towards cleaning and direct interaction with the Ladies. Drones operate best unnoticed, behind the scenes. It may sound like dull, thankless work, and we’re sure it is, but our drones never complain. On the contrary, our drones are possibly the most content slaves around. So, how do you make a happy worker bee? You must remove her individuality, make her forget her name and think of herself only as a number. You must instill in her an undying passion for unquestioning obedience. You must
*Better exits this chamber, which is one of hundreds....* Whisper to Mi: Did you enjoy yourself, Drone ? *Mi quietly waits in her pod... As long as needed...* Mi: Absolutely Whisper to Mi: mhh... (Better entered.) Whisper to Mi: Is Master soo bad, after all... Whisper to Mi: Nooo, I dont think Master is bad...~ Whisper to Mi: hihi Mi: ehis session aas inmeem eeaaa hoom Mi: oops Mi: I said, this session was indeed very good Mi: Thank you again Mi: I hope you enjoyed it as much Whisper to Mi: I hope to unravel you next time.. Mi: Who knows~ Whisper to Mi: mhh.. Whisper to Mi: You are not likely to escape... Whisper to Mi: (But ofc you can make the Maid release you..) Mi: No... I don't want to. Mi: (yes I will if I wish) Whisper to Mi: Are you feeling relaxed yet ? ; ) Mi: It feels good, yes Mi: I love this kind of play Whisper to Mi: mhh... Whisper to Mi: I noticed... Mi: I mean, this time you ware extra caring and attentionned to details Mi: It was really enjoyable, feeling more
(Mi removes the leather collar from her neck.) Mi: This asylum is dangerous. Better: mhh............ Mi: Oh, look ! My drone ! (Mi caresses Better's arms.) Better: mhh.. Mi: Did you came a lot for me ? (Mi gently pets Better's head.) Better: no miss Better: hhfffff.. Mi: Awww, so sad. Mi: You were allowed to ! Mi: But it's time to free you my drone. Mi: I don't want you to stay like this... For today. (Mi removes the gas mask tube from Better's hood.) Better: mhhhhh.... mha ... (Mi removes the gas mask from Better's head.) (Mi caresses Better's face.) Better: mhhh hee..... Mi: Hey, Better ? Mi: Are you there ? Better: heee... HEY Better: Hey ! (Mi removes the latex box-tie armbinder from Better's arms.) Better: Who .. what ?! (Mi removes the hobble skirt from Better's legs.) *Mi take a seat* (Better grabs Mi's arm firmly.) Mi: Take a seat Mi: Oh ? Better: WHAT did you do.... Mi: I... I did what you wanted... Better: Alright... ONE chance to explain... *Better slowly lets go, and sits