She arrives in Christchurch early, showers, and prepares for Master’s arrival. He has instructed her to wear the slave dress and chain herself to the bed… waiting for him. She lies there in nothing but the dress he’s chosen — stretched open, helpless, already wet from the ritual alone. When Master finally walks in, he doesn’t ask why she’s trembling; he knows. He presses a hand to her thigh and makes her hold still while he inspects every inch of what she’s offered him. Tonight, he’s taking his time — dragging her deeper into submission with each command, each adjustment, each slow, devastating touch. And tied beneath him, she falls apart exactly the way he’s trained her to.
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The second book in Honor Jaye’s Slave and Master series returns to a world of ritual, intimacy and surrender.
Her wrists and ankles are bound tight — exactly as Master commanded.
She waits in silence… breath unsteady, anticipation sharp.
When he returns, the world narrows to him —
his voice, his control, his claim.
Under the rebuilt sky, trust deepens.
Limits stretch.
Pleasure becomes a language only they understand.
