For some reason, the way Aslan called her had awakened something inside Rosie. Her domineering soul screamed with joy. No-no, it was not like that. Their last sex clearly dominated by Aslan, and Rosie could only give in. Now, when she got the chance to dominate him, Rosie was very excited.
Ah… Rosie had seen this scene before. She imagined Aslan with his body tied with a rope and had a collar around his neck with Rosie holding the chains.
"Roseanne?" called Aslan, asking Rosie to focus on him.
"Call me, Miss Teacher, Aslan. I'm your teacher tonight," said the girl who then kissed her husband's lips gently.
"Okay, Miss Teacher, please teach me how to do it."
Rosie smiled contentedly. She laid back down on her bed, watching Aslan from below.
"First, take off your pants."
