Page 145 of Sunrise

Oh no, what did he do to her after they left the club?

“Do you want to be punished for disobeying your Madame?”

He nods.

“Then get in your cage.”

Christopher doesn’t budge.

“In. Your. Cage. Animal!”

He backhands me across the face. My vision flashes white as pain shoots down to my toes. The force of his hit rocks me sideways on the couch, but I realize I’ve got full mobility now. I might not have enough strength yet, but I’m able to move my limbs completely.

He sees it, too.

Gathering my scattering thoughts, I slip back into the scene. “Get on your knees, Animal.”

He sinks onto the ground, hands balled into fists at his side. Tipping his head back a little, he stares at me with this contemptuous look that makes me wish I had a gun so I could blow his motherfucking brains out.

“See what you made me do?” I rise on wobbly legs in front of him. “You made me piss myself.”

He groans like that’s the best news he’s heard all day.

“Bad,” I snap at him. “I should shove your nose in it. That’s what we do with naughty animals, don’t we?”

He nods.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To roll in my piss.”

He nods again.

“Earn it, Animal.” I lean down with my hands tightly zip tied. My shoes are gone already. The carpet feels soft between my toes and my dress is tightaround my ribcage. Every little detail from each sensation seems heightened. Good. “Bark.”

He lets out a woof.

“Lick my foot.”

He pauses, as if debating on whether that’s a good idea or not. It isn’t. There’s every possibility I could kick him in the face when he bends down.

“Obey your Madame, Animal, or you will not get to smell it.”

Christopher cautiously leans down and licks the top of my foot.

Trust has just been semi-established.

“You drugged the flowers.”

He nods.

“Did you know they could kill me?”

He nods.

“Did you want me dead?”

It takes him a few seconds to answer. Finally, he shakes his head.

“You saved me. Why?”

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