“Remember when you wouldn’t date me in High School?” Alicia asked him.

“Yes, Mistress,” Michael said, not daring to lift his eyes from the ground in front of him.

“Now, thanks to me being made one of The Elite, you’re my little toy to fuck, use, and abuse as much as I like. Aren’t you happy?”

“Ye- yes, Mistress. I am happy.”

“Good. Now, I’m having some friends over, so you’ll be spending the night chained up in the front yard. Let all the men and women who want you get a good fuck out of you. Understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.”