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231 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 12, 2020
Everybody had told Tracht he was doing a bad job with Alex, that Alex was too uncouth, too uncontrollable. Franziska thought Tracht had completely stomped on Alex’s free will. But Tracht thought he’d done just right. He’d gotten Alex addicted to him, molded him into a loyal dog who would obey any order, but he still had enough bite to scare others and be, quite frankly, more interesting than the sad lumps some bondservants became.
“Oh. That. I suppose there’s no harm in telling you. I had no intention of making it easy for you to leave me, of course. If you intend to cut ties with me, you’ll have to get a real job and find honest work. I would probably laugh at all your attempts and failure to integrate into society.”
If Tracht didn’t want Alex around, he wouldn’t have bothered with any of that…..So fuck everyone else who kept trying to tell him that Tracht was bad for him. Nobody had ever cared for Alex the way Tracht did, and Alex was pretty sure nobody else ever would.
“There won’t be any confusion going forward. You still belong to me. You chose this, after all.” Tracht put his hand on Alex’s bare throat. “If I asked you to get on your knees right here, in front of the courthouse, with all the cameras on you, I’d expect you to do it.”
“This is what I want to see. A clear mark of ownership. Nobody’s going to think you don’t belong to somebody. If you get lost, people can scan the chip and instantly know who to return you to.”
The collar around his neck gleamed starkly. Beautiful. All of Alex was simply beautiful and dangerous and his.
Everybody had told Tracht he was doing a bad job with Alex, that Alex was too uncouth, too uncontrollable. Franziska thought Tracht had completely stomped on Alex’s free will. But Tracht thought he’d done just right. He’d gotten Alex addicted to him, molded him into a loyal dog who would obey any order, but he still had enough bite to scare others and be, quite frankly, more interesting than the sad lumps some bondservants became.
Tracht looked over, and winced when he saw that Alex hadn’t gotten dressed. He’d crawled out from under the covers and sat up on his knees, so there was a very large naked man on display now, wearing only the bondservant collar?