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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statement offended them greatly. Damien bent and scooped me up as I cradled the pad to

me,” I begged him. “Please allow me to

safe,” he said quietly, setting down on a chair

hurt you without us there to

is sending them,”

send men that would hurt me. Please, my

the pad against my chest. There was no way I was giving it to

men had their silent conversation. Glancing around I saw the consternation on the faces

me at the mercy of “others” was something they had always been

decision had been made. Clutching the pad to

are our Sister,” Damien told me slowly, “and we wish to respect

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