“I can’t make it”, the slave spat out crynig over a difficult task some time ago, doubting herself. That is wrong. she can make it. she can make and take everything and anything. But sometimes she needs more support from her Owner, than at other times. Sometimes she needs to be forced with cruder violence. Sometimes, she needs to be held tighter. Sometimes she needs to be seen. Owner needs to prepare her better. But there is nu such thing as “can’t” for the slavegirl. In her right place, she “Can!” And she “Wants!” Always. Anything. And that is beautiful.