To my dearest slut Bunny,
It's been a while since I married your father, he was a rich socialite, of whom, was away on business, and I, am a woman of my honour, if you recall. That I would not sleep with other men, it was difficult at first, especially that he'd be gone for such long periods, and of course, eventually you'd come back home, as a failed actress, or pop singer or whatever it was that you had intentions of succeeding in.
Oh, how he begged me to let you stay with us, how it would be so nice for you to have a strong female figure in your life. Well, turns out that is exactly what you needed. A nice firm hand on that cute little bottom, a nice set of shackles to hobble you, so you could make delicate little clinking sounds as you strolled around bare breasted, or revealed, naked little 'kitty'.
Then of course, I'd have those big bad men I picked up at the bar take out all their frustrations on you, pounding you like sex was going out of fashion until you were just a drooling mess of trembling flesh. Then you were ready to mold as I saw fit, and the hours of slow, gentle licks while I read through romance novels, and the news, or talked to your father on the phone.
Those were all good times, weren't they? Well, unfortunately, all this time away, has caused a rift in your father and I's relationship, so in, we're getting a divorce. Don't worry though, I've explained the whole situation to him, he was angry at first, but, now I think he understands.. you'll be of course, traveling with him now, he's got a nice little luggage cage for you to squeeze that slutty little nymph body of yours into.
Maybe we'll meet again some time, he's promised to loan you to me, should my new boy friends son want something precious and innocent to try out all his devious ideas upon~