“You wouldn’t!” Kat exclaimed.
“In fact, Kat, the right word from me, and Master would dismiss all three of you and send you packing.”
Regaining her sangfroid, Kat said, “You’re not that cruel, Claire.”
Claire laughed a cold little laugh. “Relax, slave. I have no intention of doing any of that. As you know, I am very bi, and I rather like having my own private harem here when I am forced to come to this country. I was just making a point. You’re in a bind. You need me, slave. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Kat responded.
“Very good, slave.” Then leaning in close, she whispered, “I own you.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“What are you, slut?” she demanded.
“I’m your filthy w***e, Mistress,” Kat pledged.
“Don’t forget it. And I own your Meg, and after tonight I’ll own beautiful little
