Travis quietly shifted upon the bed and gazed at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was four in the morning and he still had one more surprise left for Stacie before starting their long road trip home. Stacie still lay bound to the bed where he had left her, her clothes half way covering her fragile body as she peacefully slept. He had given her the choice to leave, to return to her old life as if nothing had ever happened, but with such emotion she had pleaded to stay with him. She had willingly given herself to him as his slave.

Stacie's eyes opened slowly as Travis brushed a damp washcloth to her forehead and cheeks. The gag had been removed during her sleep and for the first time he saw her lips curl into a content smile. "You slept for a good two hours pet and you looked so helpless laying there bound to the bed. Did you know it was possible for you to look like a whorish slut in your sleep?"

Stacie's cheeks turned bright red from his words. Travi...

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