Runner
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- Parts 14
MatureOngoing44m
Last published Fri, Aug 7, 2015
"Ally, where'd you go?" I hold my breath "Maybe your not here" I feel a hand grab my wrist and pull me up off the ground "or maybe you are" He sends me one of his stupid smirks "Stupid girl, you'll never get away from me...You never will" He was right, I sink my head and lower my gaze "and to ensure you never do, here's a little gift" He cuffs a cold metal bracelet to my left wrist "so I'll always know where you are" I stay silent "well? What do you say?"
"Thank you"
"ah ah" he wags a finger at me "say my name"
"thank you...master" He lowers me to the ground and pecks my cheek
"Much better pretty girl, now go back to our room and get ready for your punishment" I nod and as he walks away he says "get ready for a busy night darling!"
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