Serena was tied to a table, face down, a blindfold over her eyes, her legs dangling off the edge and just the tips of her toes touching the floor. It was one of the many games Master had introduced her to and she loved it just as much as she loved him. She loved the edge of the table digging into her hips, the ache in her legs as she strained to keep her toes on the floor, and the tortuous waiting he made her endure. The pain he doled out to her was always in perfect measure, even if the moment made her believe it was too much.
Her black hair was tied into a tight bun at the back of her head which she could still turn a little to the left and right to point her ears at the creaks and moans of the house settling with the cooling of night.
He had become her god, the center of her days, the focus of her life. She wasn’t completely sure why or even exactly when, but she knew it was the truth.
“Are you ready for your freedom, pet?”
She could hear his voice. She knew he was behind her in the room someplace, but she wasn’t sure where. Even with the dim lights he’d have turned on, her world was complete darkness behind the blindfold.
“If you want to be free from your bonds, all you have to do is ask for your punishment,” he says.
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