Chapter Eight
Monday had come and gone and Gabrielle had not been freed to return to her job at the Bank. She had tried to reason with her Master, pointing out that she had a career and a life and an apartment of her own, all of which required her attention if she was to earn the money to pay her rent and bills.
He simply nodded at everything she said, then told her that all she had to do was concentrate on her new career as his pony-girl, because that was her life from now on and he would take care of everything else.
She couldn’t sway him and when he reminded her cheerfully that she had agreed to become his pony-girl and signed a Bill of Sale transferring ownership of her to him, she unwisely protested that it was only a silly piece of paper that had no legal status and didn’t really
