Phoenix (1 级) mail warning

When I first met Alice Rose she was kind and teasing and softly affectionate. She promised me a match in future. Some lovely contest where I would become her doll. She asked me my favorite color. I answered red. Fitting the fire of her affection and tease. Of the rose that her name brings to mind.

Then her wardrobe... that endless flood of clothing that she shared with me. She shoved me into her closet forcing me into adoration of red on red on red and endless reds. Outfit after outfit. Tender words and dominion melting my mind. Making me compliant before we had even gotten the chance to match.

She made me her doll her Phoenix. I once was Destiny and now I exist and desire to belong to this rose. To be her doll. A new form. Reborn from the fires of her teasing passions. Embracing my natural submission in service and devotion to Miss Alice 🌹