Chapter Four: The House

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Callum's P.O.V:

I talk with my C.E.O about a few different business things, then get another call. I don't think she noticed, I switched calls but she's staring at me now and I'm dealing with other... business. I should put her out for a bit.
At first I try making her sleep, then I have to use chloroform. I'm not proud that I even had to buy a girl. Let alone use tools of force on her. Don't get me wrong, I am a master. However, I've never done black market slave trade to get my pets. This was my first time.
After she's asleep I finish my conversation. He agrees to my terms and I hang up. I'd rather not talk about my other job. I'm not proud of it, but it has to be done.
She will make a beautiful pet. She's a cat. I can tell. She's curled into a ball, even as she sleeps. It's as if I can see ears sprouting from the top of her head, perked up and listening. However she's in deep sleep.... it might change the position of them.

After a few hours, we start getting close. She starts to stir and I make sure she goes back to sleep. She'll need her sleep. We arrive and I take her out and into the house. It's not a mansion, however, it's a rather large estate. Four bathroom, eight bedroom, two kitchen, and two living spaces. I take her into what will be her room and tie her wrists to the bed. I spent a lot on her and there's no way I'm letting her get away easily.

I make sure the ropes are tight but won't hurt her. She stirs and I leave quietly. I turn and go to the room I converted into an office, sit down and begin looking through some things for work. Believe it or not I'm a type of Lawyer... of sorts. However, many people are out to get me killed because I've worked against them. Saphronia, luckily got me to buy her, I know she'll be one of the best submissive girls out there. All because of the way she sat while in the pen. Smart one she was. Not like the others.

Focus. Work, type. My fingers dance across the keyboard when I hear a scream from her room. Too bad sweetheart, we don't have neighbors that are close. No one can hear you except me. I get up and walk towards her room.

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