Literature
Slave Manor-Chapter ThirtyNine
Hunter lay me down on the sofa, as there were no beds in the sex house. He placed a blanket gently over me and smiled, kissing my forehead, “there will be guards outside of your door at all times, and the window is lock from in the inside so you don’t have to worry about anyone coming through there pet. You’re safe.”
I smiled; though my expression was calm my heart was racing, “thank you Master.”
“Get some rest...” he whispered and then stood up, “I’ll leave the lamp in the corner on.”
“OK...”
I watched him leave, the door shutting behind him and with it my heart calmed
