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Some sort of cuff gets wrapped around my wrist, and instantly I’m back to the Feast night where I was strung up, humiliated and assaulted. I jerk my arms away and spin around, my eyes frantically looking for someone to help me. But no one is here but me and Master Hill.
“What are you doing?” He growls, and I shrug.
“I don’t want restraints.”
“That’s not how this works, Kitten. You do as I say or direct. And I’m directing you to be restrained.”
“Cactus.”
“Being restrained isn’t on your hard limits.” He snaps.
“Yes, it is.” I snap back.
“It is not, Kitten.”
“Cactus!” I say again, louder, and he frowns.
“Why are you here tonight? Because I thought we had a deal.” He crosses his arms over his chest, glaring at me.
“W-we do.” I stutter, needing more than anything to be out of this room.
“Well then, are you going to let me do anything to you tonight?”
I shake my head. “No. I can’t.”
“Can’t isn’t part of the deal, Kitten. You submit. You give me an hour, and the secret between you and Skipper remains a secret.”
“I… Can we start on a different day? I’m not feeling so well today.”
“Oh, I heard. Apparently, you have genital warts, a mouth full of cold sores, and a bad case of gastro.”
How the fuck does he know that?
“Kitten, either comply with our arrangement or prepare to deal with everyone knowing your teacher fucks you in a sex club.”
“I hate you!” I snap, and he chuckles.
“Hate sex is some of the best sex you’ll ever have. Why don’t you try it now, with me?”
“Or, why don’tIleave and ifyouso much as release a second of video revealing Skipper or me, I’ll tell the cops what’s going on in this house.”
A slow, steady grin spreads across Master Hill’s face. “Kitten, I thought you were smarter than that. I own the cops. If I ask them to sweep something under the rug or make something orsomeonedisappear, they make it happen. You only have two choices here. Submit, or pay the price.”
His words remind me of Julie’s. They are both masters in blackmail, it seems.
“Please. I can’t do this. I’m sorry. I’ll do something else for you. I’ll clean your house or something after the Feasts. I’ll scrub all the cum off the furniture. I’ll cook or something. Please. I’ll do anything else but this.” Tears well in my eyes as I speak, seeing clearly that Master Hill’s expression hasn’t budged.
“This is the last time I’m going to say it, Kitten. Get on the bed with your hands behind your back.”
Slowly, I shake my head, sidestepping Master to put some distance between us.
“I can’t,” I whisper, and his face turns bright red.
I shift to step around him, but he grabs my wrist, squeezing tight as he drags me back to the bed.
“No!” I scream, and the next second, slicing pain slashes across my cheek when Master Hill backhands me.
“The time for games is over, Kitten. I don’t have the patience to keep waiting for you to comply. A deal is a deal.”
