Punish Me, Master
As Kyra walked down the hallway, Mia called out playfully, "Don't rush too fast! I know you're desperate to see your Master again. Bet your heart's doing flips."
Kyra blushed deeply, her cheeks blooming pink as she turned back with a shy wave. "Mia!" she whispered, her voice a gentle protest, but she couldn't hide the small, amused smile. She hurried away, her steps light and quick, like a kitten scampering from a teasing hand.
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