She stops, pressing her lips together while she lowers her eyes. “I haven’t seen daylight in so long.”
I don’t say anything in response, leading her further down the corridor toward the stairs that lead down to the first floor.
My fucking heart is pounding as we walk downstairs, my grip around the leash tightening as we get closer to the living room and the adjacent kitchen.
Because I know things could be different down here.
She might remember.
She might remember that she’s been here before. A long time ago. A time when we both wanted too much, too many different things that were not compatible at the time.
A time when I had to push her away, even though everything I wanted was to have her as close as possible.
Just like I did today.
I never thought I could ever be this lucky.
And now she’s mine. Naked, freshly fucked, with my cum running down between her thighs, wearing my collar as she follows me through the house on a leash. It’s a sight I never dared to dream of, and it sickens me to know that we’re nearing the premature end to this. I’m not done with her. If anything, it feels like we’re just getting started.
But there are forces out there that compel me to speed things up a little. We don’t have the time needed for Petal to grow on her own terms, and I can only hope she’s strong enough for the things that are headed her way. The phone call I received this morning was unsettling, to say the least, and it gave more indication to a horrible assumption that would shake the entire region with horrid shock if it turns out to be true.
If my predictions are correct, we will know soon. Very soon.
We reach the first floor and I notice the way her eyes flit to the big entrance door right away. It’s locked, just like almost every other door and window in this house, but I have a feeling that my precaution won’t be tested either way. She looks confused and scared, opting to stay close to me instead of displaying any yearning to be freed.
Holding the end of her leash in a tight grip, I lead her toward the living room. My heart racing like a wild horse as we approach the room. I fucking hate it. There’s reason to be alert right now, but not the way I am right now. I need to calm the fuck down; I need to stay focused and in control.
And I will.
No matter what will happen now.
No matter what will happen in a few hours—or days.