Alex POV I stared angrily at the miserable looking lady standing before me, she was dressed in rags and appeared more like a slave. My slave! I held tightly to the belt in my hand as she gave me a pleading look. "I'm sorry Alex, please don't hurt me" Monalisa cried, sweating profusely. "Just shut up. Who gave you the right to spill out my name from your miserable mouth? " " I.. I'm... Sorry, Master" Master? I love the way that name sounds. " Now go down on your knees and crawl to my feet" i bellowed and she obeyed immediately. Like a dummy she was, she fell to the floor and hurriedly crawled to my feet. I loved the feeling, the feeling of watching her helplessly lay at my feet. Just when I was about asking her to clean my feet with her hair, I heard a familiar sound causing me to open my eyes forcefully.
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