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“I’m just going to give you a rundown, Kitten. Don’t worry. We will not be coming together tonight.”
I nearly gag. I should just let go and spew my dinner all over his carpet.
“Why did I have to dress like this, then?” I gesture to the purple lace bra, and he shrugs.
“Because I am your master, and you will do what I say. It’s best you remember that, Kitten.”
In other words, it was a test to see if I’d comply.
I hate that he calls himself the Master. Garrett ismymaster, not this fuckwit, but what choice do I have? If I don’t do what he asks, then he will destroy Tyler’s life. I don’t want that.
Not waiting to see if I’ll obey, Master Hill leaves the room, and I scramble up off the chair quickly, following behind, my heels clicking on the timber floors in the passage, echoing through the quiet house. When he starts to descend the stairs that lead down to his dungeon, I hesitate, hovering on the top step. Last time I went down there, he restrained Tyler and me, then forced Tyler to watch as he humiliated me in front of everyone.
I glance back over my shoulder. I should just turn and go. Maybe I can go to the police and ask for their help? No, that won’t work. Asking for their help will still expose Tyler, and he will likely go to jail.
What have I done?
I’ve ruined his life all because I wanted in on the sex club.
“I’m not a patient man, Kitten.” Master Hill’s voice sends a vile shiver up my spine, and I turn back to see his brows raised as he waits at the bottom for me to join him.
You can do this.
You need to do this to protect Ty.
One shaky leg after another, I step down until I reach the bottom and slowly follow Master Hill into his torture chamber.
“Kneel.” Master Hill demands as I enter, his finger pointing to the cushion on the floor.
Last time there were two, one for Ty and one for me. Tonight, there is only one reminding me I’m alone in this mansion with this vulgar man.
My legs shake like crazy as I approach the cushion and sink down to kneel, lowering my eyes the way Ty told me to last time.
“Good girl, Kitten. You remembered.”
I say nothing, trying to calm my nerves when all I want to do is flip him the bird and spit in his face.
“You will enter this room with your eyes cast to the floor. You willnotlook at me until I give you permission. You will kneel until I give you an instruction. No matter how long it takes, you will not move from your cushion. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” My voice is shaky, and I hate that he hears it.
“Yes, what?” He hisses, and I flinch.
“Yes, master.”
“Do you have any questions?” His feet appear in front of me, and I can just imagine him looking down as he towers over me, believing he is some sort of fucking king.
“Y-yes, master.”
“You may look at me and speak freely, Kitten.”
I suck in a breath, working up the courage I need as I drag my gaze up to his face. “I have some hard limits.”
He nods. “Stand. Follow me.”
It’s really fucking hard to stand. My legs are shaking so badly that I nearly fall on my face, and of all things, he is the one to save me, clasping my arm and guiding me up. I hate that I needed his help.
Relief washes over me as Master Hill leads me from the torture chamber and back upstairs to the den. He sits at the large desk, gesturing for me to take a seat, and I do so quickly, not trusting my legs to play nice.
