His Plaything
she said without pause for thought, hit with the realisation her answer was even odder.
"My very own little pet person I get to control," he said. "That could be fun."
It sounded degrading to the logical part of her brain, but the rest of her mind was screaming, 'Yes, please!'
"Shall I make you wear a collar?" he asked, talking to himself more than Dailey, but she nodded her approval.
"Wait here," he said, getting up and running off.
When Dailey looked up, she realised the others were outside the back door, peering in with nosy interest. She stared back at them without blinking.
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