Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
"Since you love making a scene," he said calmly. "Let's make one for everyone to see."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a metal ring I'd worn before, closing it around my throat. Next came the metal leash, attached to the collar as I started sliding down to my knees. But his fingers around my waist stopped me, and he pulled me flush against him, his eyes glimmering with dark intent.
"No," he said simply. "No crawling today. I want everyone to see that body of yours, Rose. You're so intent on causing drama... I want to see everyone's reaction when I parade you around the house. I want everyone's eyes to bulge when they see what I have. What they'll never get to touch because it belongs to me, and only fucking me. Do you understand?"
I nodded, the fear setting in as he tugged on my leash and led me to the door. Instinctively, my hands went in front of my body to protect my decency, but he laughed when he saw what I was doing, shaking his head.
"Sweet little Rose," he said. "You don't get to hide from anyone. You're my fucking property now. I want everyone to see you."
He forced my hands away, ordering me to keep them crossed behind my back. I followed his instructions, shaking slightly as he opened the door leading out of the room and ushered me into the hallway. I was nervous, embarrassed and shaking as we made our way down the hallway. Thankfully, the guard was gone, and the hallway was empty, but where he was leading me, I knew there would be people. My worst fear was running into Pia or Carina like this, and at the same time, I knew in the back of my mind it was Thorn's intention to humiliate me in front of them.
We walked into the main area of the house, and just like always, it was filled with girls in various states of undress. I blushed deeply as they stared, whispering to one another and giggling as Thorn led me through the room. He would never have allowed it otherwise, but this time, he seemed to enjoy their gossip, and I burned with hate for him.
He led me up the stairs, past my own bedroom, and towards the playroom. Relief flooded me when we left the main hall with the staring girls, but as soon as the doors to the playroom opened, I felt the dread come back, seeping through my pores.
Pia turned around and smiled sweetly at me, tapping a whip against her palm. She looked as beautiful as ever in a crimson red dress that wrapped around her body seductively and tall black heels with a red sole. Her hair was styled in luxurious waves and her makeup perfectly applied. Thorn smiled at her as we approached, and I fought the urge to cover up harder than I'd had to before. I hated her eyes on me, hated how she was silently judging my appearance. If Thorn was trying to punish me, he knew exactly where to hit to make it hurt the most.
I didn't say a word as he closed the doors behind us and left me standing in front of Pia, passing her my leash.
"I thought," he said with a grin as he came back, "I could let someone else take the reigns for tonight. I've been lenient with you, Rose, finding it hard to punish you with a stern hand like you deserve. So I found the person that will have no trouble with that."
"No," I begged. "I don't want her touching me. Please, Master."
Pia approached me slowly, leering at me as she inspected my body. I shivered on the spot.
"She won't touch you," he promised me, leaving a fleeting kiss on my hair. "Just teach you a little lesson. You're not supposed to disturb me like you did today, Rose. And I don't like your presumptions at all, if I'm being totally honest. So just fucking get down on your knees and take what you are given."
He leaned down as I slipped to my knees, whispering in my ear.
"And don't forget to say thank you to your Mistress."
I burned with anger as he took a seat on a throne-like armchair, his legs spread wide and the outline of his cock plainly visible. He stroked himself lazily as he watched us, and I hoped my gaze, which I kept fixed on him, told him everything he needed to know. That I hated him for doing this, that I would fight back any chance I got. He knew how to hurt me, but this was pure torture. I hated Pia more than ever, and her inquisitive eyes on me made me question my relationship with Thorn. If it was so easy to bring her into the playroom with us, why not just get rid of me and keep her instead? He seemed obsessed with her, and I hated them both for it.