She moves walking to the bed, her hands removing her clothes as he watches.
“I didn't agree to anything else Pet.” She nods, she knows.
“I don't expect love Master, and I don't expect kids or a relationship, just a little extra sometimes.” He should say no, but he can't.
“For now pet, but I will find you a Master for that, I don't want to mix work and pleasure.” She moves to him, her hands removing his clothes. He lays beneath her naked. Her eyes glance at the gun, and picking it up she looks at it. She turns it to point at him—her finger on the trigger.
“Ben was right Master; I could easily shoot you.” She looks down at him biting her lip, she won't, but holding a gun feels powerful. He moves quickly, her body beneath his, his hand taking the gun and pointing it at her.
“And that pet
