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White Sweety Milk
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"I have to protect you," you say quietly, "What good am I if I don't risk my life for your safety?"
"What good indeed. Would you dash yourself against the rocks so thoughtlessly and make way for an unworthy hand to touch the thread? I have no use for disobedient dolls who discard their bodies so flippantly. "
"N-no Mother," Your face burns with shame. "Please forgive me."
"Your body is a precious gift, one you regularly seem to take for granted. And what of Garland? How do you think she feels about your behavior?"
"She lives to serve, Mother," you say through grit teeth, "as do I."
"Oh," she giggles, "I didn't realize that meant Garland has no feelings."
You say nothing, but shame and anger continue to bubble in you.
She sighs. "You're in a bit of a mood, so I'll leave you be. For now you are forgiven. Be more careful. If this happens again I'll have no choice but to punish you."
"Of course, Mother. Thank you for your kindness."
Her hands set you gently back in your body.
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