“
What about a lesson for taking eight fucking years to come back to me? What kind of a lesson would you want for that, girl?” Raw emotion lined his face.
She loved the fear of experiencing his fury, the same way she loved experiencing his gentle hand.
“To not be allowed to come after you cane me, Master?” She smiled shyly.
He nodded, but he wasn’t smiling. “And what about a lesson for thinking you could marry someone else?” He dropped his voice.
She lowered her gaze.
He grasped her chin
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― Reclaimed By Her Master
― Reclaimed By Her Master
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The blonde was staring at herself in the mirror, taking on a thoughtful, reflective tone. “Well, it isn’t easy. And his mood changes in an instant. But he collects different girls for different flavors – so one girl doesn’t have to be everybody and everything.”
“Oh.” I splashed water on my face and stared for a moment at the mask in the mirror.
“You’re just his type, totally. With all the tattoos, you are utterly monstrous, if you don’t mind my saying so. Punk-Goth gone mad.” She swung around to
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― Gwendoline Goes Underground
― Gwendoline Goes Underground
