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“There’s more,” I noted.

“As it happens, I know her father, and I met her mother once at a social event. Both will do what is best for appearances’ sake, and not based on what is best for their child.”

“Want to fill me in on who they are?”

“I do not believe that would be beneficial at this time.”

Chapter 22

Dozer

When he didn’t tell me more, I didn’t like the vibes I was getting, so I said, “I’m getting the idea allowing you access to Daisy today isn’t going to make us square.”

“Not even close. I’m going to need three large favors from you, or six small ones.”

“And for this, you’ll keep me straight with human law enforcement, with the slayers, and with the Concilio?”

“I’ll do everything I can. I can certainly handle the first, and I can assist you with the second. It isn’t likely the Concilio will care, but I should be able to help find a resolution if they get involved.” He shrugged. “I’m only concerned because, while she isn’t well-known, her parents are, and the ruling vampires worry when we involve someone in our world who might garner attention from the elite and powerful. I should still be able to head them off since she’s a runaway and wasn’t kidnapped from her parents.”

“I owe you one large favor now, and if everything is fine with all three organizations six months after I move her to my home, I’ll owe you the second. I won’t owe you the third until two years have passed with everything still fine — but I have some restrictions to what I’ll owe.”

He was in my head, so he agreed to what I wanted without me having to list anything.

“I won’t ask you to submit to me or anyone else sexually, I won’t ask for something that goes against your oath to your club, and if I ask you to loan Daisy to me or someone else, she won’t remember anything that would be detrimental to her well-being or your relationship with her.”

I nodded and added, “I won’t kill someone who doesn’t deserve death, and if you ask me to do something illegal, you’ll provide services to keep me from getting into hot water for it.”

That had been in my head and he hadn’t said it, so I was relieved when he nodded agreement and said, “I’ve sent our agreement to Julian. He’ll have it in writing for us when we go aboveground. Your Daisy hasn’t known we’re here. I’m about to allow her to see and hear us. Anything else, before I do that?’

I shook my head, and Daisy turned to us and looked horrified. “Master! I need clothes!”

“Sex slaves don’t get clothes. Open your whore mouth and stick your tongue out while I get a clamp for that whore tongue.” I could speak to her however I wanted now because she wouldn’t remember it. My goal, long term, was in making her feel good about her sexuality with me, so I had to hold myself back a little and consider the words I wanted to use with her, but I could turn myself loose on her right now, and I fully intended to do so.

If you scare her too badly, or treat her too callously, she won’t remember it in her head, but part of her subconscious won’t be as trusting of you, Marco telepathed.We can absolutely get rough with her, but you probably also want to continue to be the caring sadist while you hurt her. No anger, no blatant disregard for her feelings. Those things have become important to her.

I let the phrasecaring sadistroll around in my thoughts a few moments. I hadn’t thought of myself in those terms, but he wasn’t wrong.

I put the clamp on her tongue and noted the time. I’d swap it out for the bit gag with the tongue depressor in ten minutes, but I wanted her tongue to hurt a while — consequences for speaking without being asked a direct question.

I grabbed a flogger that would be great for breasts and told Marco, “Pick whatever you want to use on her back.”

“I’ll let you get started before I decide.”

She wasn’t even a tiny bit aroused. She was mortified and pissed. I wanted her to learn to love being flogged, and if Marco was right and there’d be some kind of subconscious memory of this, I needed her horny. I touched her top lip with my finger and kissed her nose.

“I’m sorry you were bad and you have to wear the clamp, little flower. You’re a sex slave now, aren’t you?”

She glared at me, and I pinched her nipple. Her glare intensified and she unsuccessfully tried to back away, but she nodded in agreement.

“That’s right. You’re my property, yes? You signed your name agreeing to belong to me for five years. This is what that means. I’m not planning to leave you alone with Master Marco today, if that makes you feel any better, but youaregoing to experience two dicks inside you at the same time, and there’s nothing you can do to stop that, so you may as well come to terms with it.”

I slid my fingers down the side of her torso, over her hip, and then aimed in and squeezed her pussy lips around her clit. She froze in place, but I could hear her heart increase and could easily scent her arousal. It’d kicked up a tiny bit when I caressed her lip, but it went full force now.

“That’s my girl. I know the flogger looks scary, but you’re going to love it, eventually.”

I stepped back and swung so it hit the outside of her left boob, but not so hard it hurt. She expected it to, and looked at me in surprise when it didn’t.

“We’ll work up to using it harder. Master wouldn’t want his little flower to be bored.”

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