Linea lay in her bed, her arm across her bare neck. Master Donovan had removed the collar minutes after announcing her graduation.
Instead of being elated she’d finished her training, Linea's heart betrayed her with every beat.
She came to him, asking him to teach her to be the proper slave for another man. He did his job, but Linea failed in hers.
She fell in love.
She fell in love with every tightening of the bindings, with every slap of the paddle, and even with the clamps that brutalized her n*****s. She wanted all of those things, but not with another man. She wanted Master Donovan to dominate her and take everything she could give.
The week's lessons were exhausting, but sleep eluded her. How long before she left here? Linea chastised herself for falling for Master Donovan. T
