But was I really ready? Was He even going to go there that night? I didn’t see anything but Him, no toys, at least not on this side of His body, who’s to say what He had behind His back. One Master I served wasn’t timid but I found him to be as cruel and grossly controlling as my ex-husband.
As I stepped back into our room I saw Master was already in the bed, laying on His side with His head propped up on one hand, patting the spot next to Him with His other.
