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“That’s right. Let’s be as crystal clear as possible. Does that work for you?”
Nodding, I wasn’t sure I liked where this was going but wasn’t honesty important? Wouldn’t it prepare me for what was to come?
“Great.” He gestured to the black leather sofa. I took a seat, watching as he sat on the opposite end as me. “Let’s start out with who we are. You’re Clara, and me, I’m your Master.”
“I don’t like it.”
His features tightened but he gave a stiff nod. “I’m not giving you my real name to use. I don’t care how private this place is. This isn’t me anyway, this is a…predicament, not my chosen reality, and sadly I can’t leave here until I face it. That’s what I’m doing. I didn’t choose this, but I have no choice. I’m your Master, whether you like it or not.”
Heat flushed my skin through the conflicting pride. “Fine. Master.”
“Good. Now we discuss us. Your job as a slave is to do whatever I want. You didn’t ask for this. I’m aware of that, but my position here is a Master, and I have to play that role too if I’m going to be allowed to leave.”
I blinked through what any of it meant.
“So…you want to kill me so you can leave?”
“What? No. I don’t have to kill you to leave. I just have to be honest with myself and accept…things.” He stopped, anger forcing him to his feet as he paced. “I didn’t want you. I didn’t want anyone, but I have problems that apparently need to be confronted. It’s bullshit really, but I can’t escape it. The Main Master won’t let me leave until he thinks I have this under control, and I’m afraid that’s not going to fare too well for you.”
“But no death?”
“No death,” he repeated.
My lids were growing heavier as I tried to force more questions I needed answered.
“Why are you here? What must you face?”
My Master slowed, coming to a stop a few feet away.
“Apparently, I hurt women and it’s an issue. To me, they asked for it. They even liked it. There have been instances where they’ve come forward claiming otherwise. My dad thinks I’m delusional. I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong.”
“Hurt? How?”
His eyes lifted up as if there were so many he didn’t know where to begin.
“Well, I’m very handsy. I like the throat.”
It took me a good minute to understand what he meant. “You choke women?”
“I do. Not to the point of them passing out. Not entirely anyway.” He swallowed hard. “I can’t believe I got a virg—”
“Shh!”
“I should have got a blue,” he snapped. “I shouldn’t have gotten anyone. You’re not ready for this. Not even close.”
“What else will you do?”
“I can’t sayvirgin, but I can tell you what I’m going to do to you?”
“It’s all dirty,” I ground out. “Bad, but I have to hear. What else?”
“The normal stuff. Some not so normal stuff. Fuck, I don’t know. Spanking, pain stuff. Choking. Hair pulling.” His eyes sliced over to me just like his words. “Cutting. Knife stuff. Burning. Nothing overly bad, just…pain stuff. Fighting. I like a good fight. I probably like that the best of all.”
Being undressed suddenly wasn’t sitting so well with me. This man, for as calm as he seemed now, was a completely different person when he wanted to change. That terrified me. How long would it be until I saw that man? Would I even be the same after he finished? Pain didn’t bother me…the way it was inflicted did.
Master B-1212
Well, if she didn’t want to run before, she sure as hell did now. Despite her drugged state, Clara looked like a deer in the headlights. Like one of the slaves here being cast into a field to be hunted. She was so eager to take off in a dead sprint. Sad thing was, I was waiting.Ready. A part of me even wished she did. Had I really turned out as bad as I’d been told by all those around me? Had I missed my own drop in sanity that I fell into the brink long ago? Did I, Robert Lawrence Delgado, belong to the Garden of the Gods? The question alone was enough to turn me off.
