Evan disagreed and tried to take the pad, “It is not good to have other men near you. Let us do this a different way.”

There was nowhere to run in this Little apartment and going outside was not an option. I took the one action I knew might get their attention. My fingers refused to give up the device and I dropped to my knees.

“Please, Masters, please help me, I cannot survive this way. You must let me escape. I will do anything to get away.”

“You are not a slave,” Bane said pulling at my arm to make me stand. “Get off your knees and do not address us this way.”

Tears ran down my face as I shook my head and refused to rise. “I am your slave if you keep me here, Masters. I am bound by your will. As long as you make my choices for me, I am only a slave.”

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offended them greatly. Damien bent and scooped me

him. “Please allow

setting down on a chair with me on

without us there to

sending them,”

would hurt me. Please,

chest. There was no

to it as the men had their silent conversation. Glancing around I saw

the difficulty they had with this. Leaving me at the mercy of “others” was something they had always been told was wrong. Besides that, every time I’d been left with “others”, I’d

had been made. Clutching the pad to my chest tighter,

told me slowly, “and we wish to respect your choices. We will

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