Chapter Five
By the end of my freshman year being Maximus Darrows property had become fact, both in the tangible world of cause and effect, behavior, actions and attitudes, and in the less quantifiable world of my personal psyche. The physical transformation was little more than a series of deliberate choices I made to play the Dom-sub game with a flesh and blood master. But the submission became far more than a titillating game of pretend. His authority ruled my life, his rules my behavior, his passion my heart. He was in my thoughts, a voice rising from the wilderness of confused thinking and anxious reveries with the plainly stated truth. I belonged to him, as precious to him as any woman hed bedded, and as subservient as my desires would allow. He dictated my life, his powerful auth
