I was pinned to the bed the second the question left his lips. He was looming over me again just like in my dream.

Except it wasn't a dream, it was real. I wasn't imagining this.

"I...I am sorry, I didn't think you would come. So I didn't show up on time. I am sorry, Master." I pleaded.

His face softened slightly as he took my begging form, my eyes were pleading.

"I wasn't joking when I said you were mine now." He repeated.

His face was so close to mine, I could ...