Chapter 15

Mason's pov

Monday 11th October 2021

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I love my collar. It symbolises my devotion for Master in every possible way. It can't be taken off which shows I'll always be his slave. He'll always own me and I love that thought. I love being around him. I love when he touches me. I love when he kisses me. I love...

I can't love him. He won't ever love me back. I'm his slave and that's it. He uses me for pleasure and in return I get to worship him and get used how I like. It's all about the sex and the power and I'm okay with that. I think.

I hear a loud knock on the door and I frown before a chill of fear runs through me. I'm an hour late to meet Master. I was supposed to meet him at the club but I've gotten too engrossed in this painting and I've completely forgot what time it is! I jump up from my stool and put down the paints and brush to answer the door.

As soon as the door swings open I feel more fear course through me. My blood runs cold at Master's