“Don't worry, I will deal with him. You don't have to think of him any more than you will.”
I opened an eye and glanced at master, whose expression looked pained.
“Please master.” I tightly held on to his neck as if I were afraid, he might throw me down.
“What do you want?” He lightly caressed my hair.
“I want you to make it go away.”
I had to bite my lips to look pitiful. This way, Master won't know I'm trying to seduce him by acting pitiful when I'm anything but.
If acting like a damsel distressed will get me what I want, then, that's what I will act like.
“I will be back. Lie on the bed.” Master tried to drop me on the bed, but I tightly clung to him.
“Please, don't put me down, master,” I begged while having a pitiful expression on my face.
“What do you want?” My master sighed as he gave me a once-over.
“I want you to make me forget the feel of his hand on me. Please, I need to forget.”
