Master looking for that right little slave to take, collar, and train. The right kajira to sit at Masters feet.
I am will explore the limits of where My slave is able to go, but will do nothing that will permanently hurt or scar such valuable property
No knives, needles, etc...
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.