to command and collar by cherise sinclair

Dan with Kari wiping tears from her cheeks. Jessica was tucked under Z’s arm, and the Shadowlands owner was smiling. Kim saw a tearyeyed Gabi holding Marcus’s hand.

The Shadowlands people gathered quietly along the edge of the patio. He picked something up, then turned toward the patio and gave a shrill whistle. His good humor was contagious, and her mouth curved up as she grumbled out, “Thank you, Master.” “I take good care of this little body that is mine, no?” He set her on her feet, rose, and with a grin, lifted her chin to kiss her sullen lips. When he finally finished, everything throbbed with pain. He ignored her wiggling and whimpers-and actually laughed a few times. “Stay still.” He set a heavy hand on her lower back to pin her like a bug as he treated every stripe and welt and sore spot. Ointment, she realized, and then his ruthless, hard hand rubbed it over her back and bottom. “Yes, Master.” Slowly, as if maybe he’d change his mind-had that happened yet?-she went stomach down over his lap. From the look on his face, she knew better than to beg for lenience. Her back and bottom still burned from the whipping and flogging. “Lunch has been and gone, so this is my time, no?”Ī tremor went through her as amusement lit his eyes. He kissed her so thoroughly that she felt owned right down to her soul and beyond, then smiled, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “That is the point, is it not, chiquita?” The love in his eyes did not conceal the determination, the sheer steel of his character. His hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back so she stared up at him. Her breath huffed out as the tightness in her chest eased into warmth. “For sex, for clothing, for food and exercise.

“The rest of the time, you submit completely to me,” Master R said. One worry…of being constantly monitored …disappeared. “You like rules and schedules, so…in the morning, from arising until noon-or at your job-you are in charge of yourself.” “You will have a small part of the day to call your own…although I may take that away eventually.” Master R considered her, his eyes narrowing. I’m also making one very big concession, chiquita,” he murmured.

“You’re being awfully easygoing.” Disappointment, worry tightened her chest.

To command and collar by cherise sinclair