She felt no reason to hurry on her way. There was no need to rush perfection. He was responding nicely. Very soon, he would be hers to command and control. He would no longer be the man he was. He would be<span style="font-style: italic">hers</span>in body and mind. The prospect gave her a rush of pleasure. She walked through the streets, enjoying the fact that her body drew the attention of everyone she walked past, even some of the females. She could feel their desires, their repressed rage, the heat of emotion rolling from each of them.<br/><br/>She was reeling with happiness when she finally reached the tiny appartment she'd claimed for herself on the edge of town. It wasn't much. Certainly nothing like the palaces and estates she'd lived in before, but it suited her purpose for now. When she entered, she bumped the radio with her hip and sultry, seductive music began playing through the speakers mounted on the walls. She needed no light, but turned it on anyway, enjoying the fact that her doings would be visible from the street.<br/><br/>Lowering herself onto the couch, she closed her eyes and smiled. She could feel him still. He was slumbering peacefully. His dreams were dark, if she was judging correctly. It thrilled her to know this. She focused on his mind and observed as his dreams continued, until finally, he began to wake. She could feel the emotions stirring still within him, even from this distance. It was stronger than she'd hoped and she grinned. He was coming already. Such a good boy. He would indeed make a wonderful pet.