THE RULES HE SET FOR ME

PROLOGUE

I’m his slave. A toy to use. A toy to fuck. A whore for him. A whore for his pleasure. He’s my master, my king. And I… I am nothing.

It started when I was fifteen. I was just a kid. An orphan. Alone in the world. He found me. He saved me. Or so he said. He gave me a home, food to eat, clothes to wear. In return, I belonged to him. Forever.

His name is Kayden. But that's not what I call him. I'm not allowed. For me he is Master. A god to wroship. He’s tall and muscular. His skin is pale and smooth. His eyes are a piercing blue. Sometimes, when he looks at me, I feel like I’m nothing but air. Like I could disappear and he wouldn’t even notice.

But then there are other times. When he touches me. When he fucks me. Those are the moments when I feel most alive. Most wanted. Most needed.

Master has many rules for me. Rules I must obey. Rules that govern every aspect of my life. One