Cressida sweetly kissed his chest through his jacket, smiling softly to herself. She had attained the pinnacle of her desire, was awash with a sudden upsurge of love and devotion for the man who had patiently shown her true nature to her, but she was also filled with the calmness and serenity of a woman who had found her true destiny and accepted it with every fibre of her body and soul. She exhaled a deep sigh of contentment and looked adoringly up at her master. He returned her gaze, stroking the few unruly tendrils of hair from her face before planting a feather–light kiss on her forehead.
“Will you kneel to me as a sign of your consent, my sweet girl?” he whispered in her ear.
Without further prompting, Cressida slipped gracefully to the bare floorboards in front of Sandhu and adopte
