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I quickly used the rough outhouse and, shaking, washed ainst hope that a h and save h a maze of tunnels It must have taken only , ere at the entrance to a gigantic chae platform sat in the back of the room, and a smaller throne, sculpted from the very rock, sat in front of the dais Instinctively, I knew that the platforon form

As we stood in the entrance, a faint noise eht of a fire that burned brightly to one side, stood Hyto in his flowing robes His gaze caughtaway, he crossed the floor and settled on the throne With a single ht her breath and I heard a catch in her throat as she stroked my hair and whispered "I’m sorry, Camille I’m sorry I hopeI’ll be here when youif you"

"If I survive," I said slowly And then, because there was nothing left for on’s lair

A low drumbeat see ofso hard my teeth chattered I wanted to cover my breasts, to cover my body, to slink away, but I knew that he wanted me to feel that way He wanted to humiliate me, to break me, so I forced my shoulders back and did not look away

As I approached hiaze fastened onlike the ar--totally unlike how Smoky’s hair moved on its own

"Ah, here she comes, with rosy cheeks and breasts so bare" Hyto’s voice was thick with sarcasly duckling As it is, for a h" He paused, and then suddenly one loop of hair shot forward and punched h to knock ainst the rocks, feeling the backs of hed

"Stand up, girl Now"

I scra from his lash

"Rule number one: When I address you, you will reply, ‘Yes, Master’ Do you understand?" There was no roootiation in the command, and I knew better than to piss him off Much better to pick and choose

"Yes, Master" I forcedvoice to form words

"You learn quickly Second rule: Whenever you enter my presence, you kneel until I command you to stand"

"Yes, Master"

The same strand of hair that had knocked me offI went down onhit

Hyto stood and moved forward I could feel the shift in his mood

Trained to keepI had to force aze to the floor I’d met men like Hyto before--men who thrived on total power, total ownership It was like staring ain the face--they’d kill for such affronts I’d play the gaetting out of this in one piece, the e And if Hyto took e as I could to hiuewait for the right moment

As his boots--white fur beneath the robe he wore--appeared in led to keep e

Tendrils of hair reached beneathirl Properly" The command was slow, sinuous

"Yes, Master" I forcedhim I didn’t want to see what I kneas there

Desire Lust The will to hurt, to punish The hunger forto unleash himself on me

"First, the collar"

And while his hair held me, he reached out and fastened a snohite collar around my neck, with a silver loop in the front When he snapped the buckle shut, I shuddered and realized that the collar had y flowed around my body and made irl?"

"You are my Master" The words turned into do now but obey

"That’s right, and I can do anything I ith you I could break your neck, or fry you up and eat you for breakfast I could hang you over the cliff and watch you dangle there, freezing to death, left for the mountain vultures to pick clean"

"Yes, Master"

He chuckled, looking all too delighted "OrI could"

The next moment, I felt another tendril of his hair curl up my body till it foundaround e scene The pressure on an to sweat, but then it eased off as the strands began to rateful that the pain had stopped, when another strand--thicker this ti me between