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“Yes?”

“You said you don’t share,” she whispered.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think that would be what was on her mind.

“Have I ever lied to you?” She shook her head. “Answer me, Brianna.”

“No, Master. You’ve never lied to me.”

“So why do you think I would do so now? Logan is a friend. He is also with Lily. But even if that wasn’t the case, I told you I don’t share, and I meant it. You are my submissive, Brianna. You serve me, no one else.”

My voice was harsh. This was the first time she had truly angered me. I couldn’t believe she was thinking this.

“Please forgive me, Master. I didn’t mean to make you upset. I just . . .” She paused and then said, “I was scared.” She cringed as the words left her mouth.

Suddenly all my anger left me, and I pulled her close, bringing our noses together so she had to look directly into my eyes. She admitted she was scared. This was a huge step.

“You are mine, Brianna. You do not have to fear me or anyone else. Tell me you understand.”

“I understand.”

“Good,” I said. “Now give me a goodnight kiss. I have a long day tomorrow, and I need to get to bed.”

She didn’t hesitate before her mouth covered mine. Her lips moved with more confidence each time as she pressed against me.

When she pulled back, I cupped the back of her head and placed one more soft kiss on her lips before we both got up. I walked her to her bedroom door and pushed her hair back over her shoulders. “Goodnight, Brianna.”

“Goodnight, Master.”

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Brianna

Before Master left for work Friday morning, he told me not to worry about dinner that night. He said that he would order a pizza and told me to select a movie for us to watch.

The morning seemed to drag after breakfast. I went upstairs to work out as instructed, and I managed to go through his DVD collection and pick out a movie for later. I drew out making the selection just to have something to do. I’d never been a big television person, and that hadn’t changed. In the end I’d settled on an action film from a few years ago.

At noon, I made myself some lunch in Master’s kitchen. I loved it in there.

After eating, I had nothing left to do with myself, so I sat down and turned on the television. I flipped through the one hundred and two channels, but came up empty. You’d think after ten months of not being allowed to watch television at all that I’d be able to find something that would hold my interest, but that just wasn’t the case. All I wanted was my books. The one thing I couldn’t have.

Sighing, I started again from the beginning, hoping that this time something would catch my eye. But less than halfway through, my cell phone rang. I’d left it on the counter earlier, so I rushed over to answer it thinking it might be Master. It had already rung four times before I picked it up. “Hello?”

“Hey, Brianna,” Lily said in an excited voice.

“Hi, Lily.” My voice was much more subdued.

“Are you busy?”

“No.” I walked back into the living room.

“Great!” she nearly screamed through the phone. “I wanted to ask you what you thought of Logan.”

I felt my nerves beginning to take over, and I tried to stay calm. Did I do something wrong last night? Did Master say something to her? Or did she say something to him?

He seemed all right last night. Well, except for my stupid question. And in a way, it had been stupid. Master was right; he’d never lied to me.

Obviously I’d been quiet for too long, because Lily’s voice came through the line again. “Did you not like him?”

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