Send “Auction” for your muse buying mine as their slave
Derek snarled lowly but kept his head down as he was transferred to the person that bought him, seeing a small female form before him now.
“Derek.” After a moment she sat back, relaxing. “It suits you. Do you know why you’re here?” She tossed the collar carelessly into a corner.
“Because you bought me.”
Her mouth twitched again, and laugh lines showed around her eyes. “Well, yes. And why did I buy you? You, specifically.” She kicked at the chain between his wrists. “I require my slaves to answer properly when asked. Derek.”