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"Or would you prefer to be my pet?" he asked, yanking the chain.

She gasped and placed her hands on his thighs to brace herself then nodded her head.

"Say it," he demanded.

She bit into her lower lip and moved her eyes over the bulge in his pants. Without being prompted, she kneeled in front of him.

"I want to be your pet," she said, meeting his gaze. She didn't wait for permission to unzip his pants. "Please, master."