Summer held still as she felt the fine leather go about her throat. So still. She didn’t know yet what might please or displease the man claiming her. (claiming! finally! she’d been so afraid she would be free forever) Voice low, she ventured to ask, “How may I please you, Master?”
“Come with me to the bedroom so we can have some fun,” Skylar said to his new pet.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered. Dropping to her knees, she waited for him to lead the way.