Summer's POV
Timidly I reached for the collar and undid it. It wasn't that easy, lying on my belly and struggling to get the buckle undone. Mentally, it was even harder to put it round my neck and do it up. Once I had done that I knew there would be no going back. He didn't move throughout the whole process, nor did he speak, but I knew he watched as I finally got the buckle done up and returned my forehead to the floor.
I didn't have long to wait to learn what he intended. Without speaking he reached down and took a firm grip on the collar. I couldn't stop the whimper of fear as I was half dragged, half carried, like a dog about to be tossed out the back door for peeing on the floor, to the kitchen. He pushed me across the kitchen counter that separated the tiny living area from the ev
