Alice’s P.O.V.
I wake up the next morning and immediately sit up in bed, feeling surprised. The memory of him tying me up yesterday keeps replaying in my mind.
Was it just a dream? I wonder to myself.
“No, it was real.” I murmur, gently touching the faint red marks on my wrists.
When did the Monster open me?
Whatever, he is so unfair. He did wrong with me, and then punished me when I expressed my anger towards him.
However, I have to accept that I’m completely under his control, and strangely, I’m enjoying it.
Although sometimes his punishments are hard, still I’m liking everything about him.
After taking a bath and preparing breakfast, I arrive at my Master’s room on time. Today, he’s dressed in a white t-shirt and black jeans instead of his usual formal suit, but he looks incredi
