Her ears were filled, with rubber-sealed plugs and the endless whispers of Phantom's voice. 

Her body was suited and sealed from top to toe. Gorgeous white latex that hugged her every inch, every curve, every little millimeter of space. All of it showing that it was claimed. Hers. 

She was the PROPERTY OF PHANTOM. Nothing more. 

Her dolly. Her object. Her creature of obedience and pleasure.

Eyes glowed green, overridden by mindless, thoughtless love for her 'creator.' The doll ran her hands up and down her body, over and over and over, feeling the thick and sturdy gear mated with the slender and sensitive latex. 

Her visor practically fogged up as she exhaled. The arousal, the pleasure, the mindless obedience. 

"MINE. Obey what I say. Touch yourself. Enjoy yourself."

The dolly obeyed. She couldn't even imagine resisting. 
Black and white rubber. No thoughts but obedience.

"Drool for me. Obey me. Kneel and touch my feet." 

The kitsune obeyed. There was nothing else. Nothing remained but a creature of pleasure and obedience; nothing remained but an object, a creature of empty-headed pleasure.

No thoughts. Just love for her Mistress. 

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