This is a room filled with all kinds of S&M tools. There was also a cross for binding prisoners, a special chair for torture, and a large bed with white sheets in the innermost corner.
"Are you afraid?" He stood behind me, his fingers caressing my hair. His voice was gentle, but it sounded like a different person.
"This is the real you, isn't it?" I stared at everything in the room. They were all new, as if they had been given special permission to greet someone.
Did Frade get this for me?
"It's not too late for you to quit. I never force anyone!" Frade's breathing rang in my ears, and the heat from his nose rubbed against the skin on the back of my neck!
"You're going to tame me here, aren't you?" I turned and looked at him in the eye. His green eyes were like a fog blown away by the wind, and I began to see the complex emotions in his eyes.
