Love works in mysterious ways…
I promised myself I wouldn’t let this happen. Michael was only a fling, just a side-piece to distract me from the dullness of my marriage. But with this gold collar around my neck and “Master” on my lips, I can’t help but feel like maybe I belong to him in more ways than one. Maybe I belong to him outside the bedroom.
The thought of devoting myself to this man scares me, yet thrills me all at the same time. With every kiss, Michael breathes life into me. With every touch, he makes my pulse pound. I’m only truly whole when I’m with him. But I can’t just leave my marriage, can I?
Knowing Michael and the power he holds over me, I may not have a choice.