Emmery stated her vow dressed in a catsuit.
The vow was surprisingly short and simple. It wasn’t what she was expecting, she thought, considering that the world she would enter wasn’t in the least short and simple. You’re thinking too much, Em. Her brother, Colin, had said. b**m wasn’t everything you imagined. It’s more than that.
Well, that was easier to say than done, she thought, especially if you’re standing in the middle of a darkened room surrounded by different types of furniture you haven’t seen ever in your life and probably had never been in anyone homes, then greeted by a beefy guy with a leather mask and told you he was the house slave, and greeted by an another masked house slave, yet this time it was a woman, who ordered her to state her vow so she could have her tea to ca
