Kitten
After the meeting was over, Warren stepped to the front of the room again. He waited patiently for his instructions. I was surprised that he was such an obedient little lapdog. “Warren. We’re working on the judge for this latest… transgression. If you want to stay in the group, no more side work. If you’re not a member, you’re a liability and you know what we do with liabilities.” Gordon said. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I won’t mess up again.” He promised. “Come over here, kitten.” I stood on the platform and went to stand near him. He put his hand out to me. I looked at it for a moment before I glanced back up to his face. Did he expect me to take his hand or something? “Leash.” Gordon commanded. I handed him the leash and he pulled me closer to him. I braced myself for whatever he
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