Sub Anonymous is finally out of the closet. For years, she was just another female aquaintance, but pining away on the vapors of a fierce secret lust to serve is simply the worst form of torture. So sub Anonymous wrote a letter, one that conveyed months of agonizing anonymity, solitude and failed attempts to be noticed by the One that mattered - where each 'petite mort' began and ended with the fantasy of receiving the sacrament of Mistress Odiele's juices. 

Her prayers were answered. Goddess Von Roth provides.