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The Boss's Toy

... forcing her to look into his eyes. His grip tightened around her throat, almost cutting off her air. "Never forget who's in control here."

She nodded and he released her, she gasped for air.

She looked back out the window and they spent the next 30 minutes of the drive in silence.

When they finally turned off the main road into a winding driveway, Alora realised how royally screwed she was. There was nothing around for miles. No one to hear her scream. The house came into view soon after. An old stone mansion with ivy creeping up the walls.

Daniel leaned into her. "Welcome home," he muttered before opening his door and stepping out, holding out his hand for Alora. She ignored it and stepped out herself, her bare feet hurting on the gravel below her. She shivered and pulled the shirt closer as a sharp wind blew past her.

Daniel took her wrist and pulled it behind her back.

"Hey! What are you doing?" she cried as he began to loop a length of rope around it.

"Precautions," he said, pulling her other wrist back and tying them together.

She tested the ropes, twisting and pulling, but they were unmoving. She glared at him, but he ignored it, gripped her arm and led her forward cheerily.

The car drove away, the guards with it, apparently his security wasn't very strong here.

He reached the door, and that's when Alora realised why there were no guards. The seemingly wooden door was covering a steel safe door, with a keypad entry. When he shut the door ...

... behind her, it clicked repeatedly as the locks slid into place.

Daniel pulled her through the larger foyer, up the stairs and into a room with a padlock hanging on the outside of the door. A bedroom. No, a playroom. Various toys hung on the wall, and the four-poster bed was fitted with various eyebolts.

He leaned down to her ear as he shut the door behind him. "If you aren't good, there's a lovely basement downstairs, just waiting for you to mess up."

She shivered, the reality that she was trapped in here with Daniel, and there was no way out, was finally hitting her.

He pushed her onto the bed so she lay on her stomach, her legs hanging over the edge and her ass in the air. She went to roll over, but his hand on her back stopped her. "Stay."

He was doing something across the room that she couldn't see with her face pressed into the mattress.

She heard him return to behind her and felt his hand running down her bare legs. "You stayed, good girl." he pulled her back up to standing and put something leather around her neck, buckling it behind her. A collar. She felt sick. She felt owned.

He began to untie her hands. He moved his mouth to her ear and gave her a playful nip. "Do not move from where I put you," he said.

Fuck that and fuck him. The moment her hands were free, she elbowed him in the stomach and ran for the door. She didn't know what she was doing. She just knew she wasn't going down without a fight. She regretted her decision the moment she ...