Owning a yandere slave is a lot of fun. I like nearly all types of women, but my favourite will always be the slim runners body with long blonde hair. It's the ultimate expression of a slave's devotion that the happiest she's ever been is not having a choice in being that.

I took mine out for a run today. As in, watching over her while she runs laps at the park. I wonder if friends from her old life would even recognize her, but while I have to keep telling her to take her eyes off me and pay attention to where she's going a lot of time, she did track a girl who also ran through, with the exact same style and aesthetics I ordered for her.

There's a lot of girls like that, its a common look. So I braced myself for exactly how weirdly my property would be about it. Thankfully she's well behaved enough to not even speak to people outside unless told to, but while accompanying me home...
>Master! Master! Did you see her? Exactly the kind of girl you like, Master! I just wish I could have grabbed her and made her yours!

Hey that's not the worst. Had to tell her that just because she's a thing, doesn't mean everyone else she sees is. And even if that girl was, you don't steal other peoples things. She'd be tortured way worse than when Ive caught her sneaking tastes of Master's food while cooking it if she keeps on thinking that way about strangers she sees.

I also had to give her the kindness of letting her worship my boots for a full hour as she sobbed and tried to stammer out words like how deeply sorry she is and also that she deserves disposal for doing anything at all to upset her eternal God. Yandere bitches are like that.