“Uhmmmm, like what?” Tammy asked.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Gordon replied.

“Like, I don’t think so…”

“Something really important.  Something I’ve told you to never take off?”

Tammy scrunched her forehead and rubbed her temple, “Like… gawd it’s so hard to like think and stuff…”

“That’s ok, you can do it.”

Tammy felt the warm flesh of her hand press against her face and something seemed wrong.  She pulled her hand away and moved it in front of her face, she stared at it for a moment before her face lit up in glee.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!  I, like, know!” she cried, placing her thumb on to her ring finger a spreading her other fingers away from it.

She turned around and head back in to the house, her heels clicking on the deck as she did so.  Once inside she ran back up stairs and in to her makeup room, heading straight for her jewelry desk.

Sitting in the middle of it was the ring.

She reached out, but something in the back of her head made her pause for a moment.  The a small voice echoed in the far reaches of her mind.

“Don’t do it, it’s evil!”

Tammy shook her head, “Nugh ugh.  Like Master gave it to me and, like Master is the best!”

“God you stupid bimbo, he’s evil, he’s trapped me in here and forced me to watch you make a total laughing stock out of us!”

“*giggle* Like, I love to laugh!”

“But they’re laughing *at* you!”

“Like, that’s totally fine as long as they’re looking!”

“Arg!  Just get away for a little while longer and I’ll be able to take control of my body again.”

“Like, take control?”

“Yes!  It’s my body, give it back!”

“But, like, what will happen to me?”

“You’ll go back to wherever you came from you stupid bimbo!”

“Poo, I don’t wanna do that!”

“No wait… don’t…”

But it was too late, Tammy reached out and slipped the ring on her finger once more, a sudden wave of pleasure washed over her and the voice was pushed back deep in to the bowles of her mind.

Tammy giggled, squeezed her tits together as she checked them in the mirror and then trotted back down stairs to Master.