Lucius's words echoed in Chloe's mind, his voice smooth and commanding: "You are the mistress here. These slaves are yours to command, to tease, to torment, and to pleasure. Anything you desire, they will provide." She took a moment to savor the weight of his words, the power they bestowed upon her. This was her domain, her playground. And these two were her toys.

At first, uncertainty washed over her; she felt a familiar hesitation. Yet, deep inside, she knew this territory well, having walked ...