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He lets out a dark chuckle and shakes his head.

„Don’t be silly, my little flower,” he says, as he marches toward me. „Cats can’t be chained. But humans can.”

He comes to a halt in front of me, and I regard him with an expectant look, while I try to control my erratic breathing. I’m going to hyperventilate and faint, if I don’t try to relax.

„Get up,” he commands. „And undress.”

„Yes, Sir.”

I follow his order, proud of myself for remembering to give my response. My fingers are trembling, as I try to reach around my back to find the zipper of my dress.

But just as I’m about to get a hold of it, he comes closer with two wide steps.

„Actually, I think I’d like to unwrap my present myself,” he says, as he walks around me.

He pulls down the zipper in one long slow motion, sending electric sparks down my spine where his fingers touch my skin. I stiffen when he pulls the dress down, his motions agonizingly slow, until reaches the floor and I carefully step out of it. A moment later, I can feel his finger trailing along the sides of my body, moving upward, until he reaches the middle of my back, where he unhooks my bra surprisingly fast, leaving me in nothing but my sheer tights and panties.

„You do the rest,” he says, still standing behind my back.

I do as I’m told, feeling a sense of relief about him standing behind my back because it makes me feel less exposed than I am.

But then he says: „Turn around.”

I swallow dryly, before I follow his wish, fighting the urge to cover myself, as I turn to face him.

He looks at me the same way he did back at the club, that same hungry desire, while I wish to know what’s going on inside his head. It looks like he’s not only devouring me with his eyes, but like he’s scheming, planning what to do with me.

„Stunning,” he says. „You have no idea how pretty you are, Claire. So wonderfully innocent.”

His eyes meet mine, and I relish the darkness I see in them, when he adds: „That’s all going to change tonight.”

He closes in on me, but not for another kiss, as I first suspected. Instead, he lifts his hands to my throat and I realize what he was holding in his hand. It’s a leather collar with a leash attached to a little metallic ring at the front of it.

There’s a little meow coming from behind my back, which causes both of us to laugh.

„Looks like little Pi is worried about you,” he says. „She has every reason to be. Now, come.”

„Where are we going?” I ask, as he begins to lead me out of the room, holding the end of the leash in his left hand.

„You’ll see.”

We go back to the entrance area, and I hear the pitter-patter of little paws following us. The sound stops and my pulse speeds with worry, when we make our way to the stairs that lead down to the basement.

That door with the weird panel. Is that where he’s bringing me? Is that some kind of cell?

Fear creeps in as my mind goes into creative overdrive and comes up with all kinds of scenarios of how this could go wrong. Am I about to be kidnapped and locked away for the rest of my life?

I turn around to look over my shoulder and see Pi sitting in the entrance area, looking after us, but no longer following.

We go downstairs, and I don’t dare to give voice to my worries, but when we come to a halt in front of the door with the panel, he turns around to look at me.

„You trust me, don’t you?” he asks. „If you don’t, you can still leave.”

Oh my God, is he reading my mind?

„I trust you”, I insist, as I feel the cold of the tiles cling to my naked feet.

It’s dark down here, but I can still see the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth before he turns around and punches a combination of numbers into the panel. A click sound follows, and a flood of warm light welcomes us when he opens the door.

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