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A question.
“Yes, sir.”
“Do better.”
Carter bites his tongue to keep from promising he will. It wasn’t a question or an order. It feels too strange to say nothing, though. He settles for a subtle nod of his head. Sir doesn’t acknowledge it.
“What are you, pet?”
“A – a slave, sir?”
“Exactly.Eyes.” Sir grabs his chin and forces his face into theShowposition. Carter flicks his gaze upward, shivering when he sees the anger in sir’s expression. “I’ve spoiled you. I’ve let you pretend. But every second you’ve been mine, you’ve been a slave. Correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Anything else I allow you to pretend to be is just that – pretending. A roleplay. You arenothing, do you understand me?”
Carter swallows hard, trying not to cry. His voice is pathetically shaky when he responds. “I understand, sir.”
“What are you?”
“A slave, sir.”
“And?”
“Nothing,” Carter whispers. His chest feels impossibly tight. “Nothing else, sir. Just a slave. A – a set of holes.”
A hole is a hole, right?
Sir had said differently, he had said Carter wasspecial, but that was roleplay. Carter was so silly for not understanding that.
“Good.” Sir wraps his hand around Carter’s bicep and tugs him off the bed, not giving him a chance to gain his balance before dragging him to the bathroom. “Don’t fucking forget your place today. Your reminder will be something you won’t even want to survive.”
Carter won’t forget it.
He won’t ever let himself forget it.
What hedoesmake himself forget? The whispered apology and kind touches when sir had thought he was asleep. How special he felt when sir would hold him close and kiss him like he’s something precious. The teasing snap of teeth as sir called him little red. The bubbling laughter as sir argued about Harry Potter.
He makes himself forget it all. Every kind moment. Every gentle touch. They make him weak. They make him misunderstand things.
All that’s real isthis.
Carter is a slave.
Carter is nothing but a set of holes.
Carter is an object for sir to use and show off.
Carter doesn’t even exist anymore.
All that’s left is the slave. Sir’s pet.
He promises himself he won’t ever let himself forget that again.
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The day blurs once Carter has sunk into his reality as a slave. He pays attention to sir’s voice, listening for orders and questions, but shuts everything else out. He’s placed in the bathroom and told to use the toilet, wash up, and brush his teeth. Then he’s ordered into thePresentposition, sir putting a plug in him.
