“Krissy? What are you doing?”
“Me, Sir? Oh, I’m just collecting up all these scripts that I had lying around the apartment. I’m going to burn them all.”
“Burn them?”
“Yes, Sir. Burn them. It’s not like I’m going to need them any time soon, is it?”
“I suppose not…”
“I mean, I know I used to be an actress, a moderately successful one, too, but then I met you. I can remember that day like it was yesterday…”
“That’s because it was yesterday, Krissy…”
“Oh! Yeah! Silly me! giggle! Not even a day under your blissful control, and I’m already losing track of time..”
“…and your previous life?”
“Oh, meaningless, Sir. Completely meaningless. My only purpose in life is to please you, Sir. You took away all my other ambitions, my reasons for keeping in touch with my family, friends. All gone.”
“…and how does it feel, knowing I’ve done this to you?”
“Oh, gosh, Sir, it feels amazing! I feel so clear-headed, happy, and free! I don’t want to think for myself, ever again. I love what you’ve done to me – I love being your property….”