Page 59 of Masked in Deception

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Pet:

I never properly thanked you for my necklace.

It seems a little excessive, but it’s beautiful and I feel cherished when I wear it. Is that dumb?

Sir:

You’re welcome, pet.

Although I think we can both agree it’s a collar, particularly since you’ve been on a leash for me.

Pet:

*eyeroll*

Sir:

Glad to see your ass is fully healed, since you obviously aren’t afraid of any further punishment.

Pet:

I’m sorry, Sir.

Sir:

Apology accepted. As far as it being excessive…

I don’t think any piece of jewelry other than my hand will ever deserve being around your neck. That collar is the best I could have made on such short notice.

Pet:

You had it made just for me? Why?

Sir:

Because in the club, you’re mine.

I enjoy seeing you in things only I can provide.

My collar, my bruises, my cum.

Pet:

Speaking of which, your hand print is still visible on my ass.

Sir:

Girls who tease get teased back tenfold.

Go to bed, pet. You need to start stocking up on your sleep. You’ll need it.

Pet:

I think you’ve permanently altered my ability to sit at a desk.

Sir:

Hmm…I’m not sure I understand what you mean, pet.

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