#m!a master

[nefer-seshen]

M!A: Master

Master: Muse must be submissive and give into any demands they’re given for 5 hours. I’ll do anything to please you…Master. {{ D: Oh goodness Anon }}

The female glanced up at the shaded one as she gave a tilt of her head. “Is there something I can help you with?” Suddenly something was thrown at the ground and poof of smoke overcome her, after a few coughs and the smoke clear, she looked around to see nothing changed. ‘You must do as you are told, by anyone who gives you demand, understood?’ Nodding her head gently. “Yes, Master…I mean…” Gasping, did she just say that right now, oh dear what did the shaded one do to her now.

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[saccharineheir]

so basically i just do what people tell me for 5 hours.

[amoralhans]

set fire to the rain

It's not even raining. Try harder.

[amoralhans]

Set yourself on fire.

Uh-oh. We've got a bad ass over here.

The only thing this is going to do is burn this perfectly good suit.

So you owe me a suit.

[Removes gloves and just ignites himself. Wow. Look at that. He's the flaming torch. He doesn't even flinch. But his CLOTHES ARE NOW ASH THANKS FOR THAT.]

[amoralhans]

Shave your stupid sideburns.

I don't have any sideburns, idiot.

[amoralhans]

[Just going to stay in his room for the remainder of this. So done.]

[amoralhans]

Punch yourself in the face as hard as you can.

...

[Just sighs. Stares down at his hand. Balled into a fist. This was going to hurt. Hopefully he wouldn't bruise a whole lot. Nothing a bit of cover up couldn't fix anyway.

And there his fist went, right for his left cheek. Jaw might have...knocked itself out of place. Ow. He went to fix that.]

There is no way in hell I'm doing this for five hours.

[amoralhans]

bend over, stick your ass in the air, wiggle it a little bit.

[This probably reached the point of worst day of his life, probably. Yes. He was pretty sure. Wow.

He couldn't even fight this, whatever this was. How fucking humiliating.

But he kept himself void enough of expression. As mentally far away from this, the better. So he did as asked and wiggled his rump in the air. There. Done. He took his pants off his head and went to put them back on. THEY DIDN'T SAY HE COULDN'T.]

Are we done.