"Be my mistress"
Did I just hear correctly?
"M-Master?" I ask needing confirmation. "I'm not sure I understand what you just said"
"Be my mistress" He says calmly accessing me with his eyes.
"Your mistress?" I ask incredulously. I must be hearing wrongly.
"Stop making me repeat myself, slave" He growled, getting short with me.
"You mean your personal breeder?" I spat out at him. I had no idea where the confidence had come from when only moments ago, I was quaking in my boots. "Because that's what it sounds like to me"
"Watch your tone with me" He growled squatting down to my level. "I enjoy you doesn't mean I can't kill you when I want to" He says with a dangerous smile holding my chin with his fingertips.
How could I ever have thought he was different? It felt like a bucket of
