"Did you just moan?"

I looked down, blushing.

She leaned into my ear, "That is so hot. Gawd, I can’t wait to have you at my every command. I’ll be able to touch you, taste you, feel you whenever and however I want. You won’t be able to say no. Not only because you’re mine to control, but because you’ll love it. When the collar is off, we are equals, but when it’s on, you’re below me."

"Eating you out."

She moaned slightly, "That’s your last comment, because now you don’t talk, move, or come without my say so."

I groaned, "Yes, your highness."

She laughed and pulled back, pulling a leash out of her purse, "Behave or else."

My eyes go wide, "But then everyone will know!"

"And you don’t want people to know we are not an us?"

"What? No! I’d love them to know, because I’m definitely not going to be able to keep my hands off of you, but I figured you wouldn’t want people to know."

"Get out of the car."

Before I can ask why, she’s already out of the car and standing in front of it. So I get out of the car and join her. The second I’m next to her, she forced me to sit on the hood of her car before stepping inbetween my legs, and kissing me.

After a minute or two, she pulled back, smiling, "Come on."

She started to pull back, but I pulled her back to me, "No," I kissed her again.

She pulled back, shaking her head, "Wrong move," she pulled out the leash. She quickly attached the leash to my collar.

"That’s kinky."

She rolled her eyes, "You’re like a fucking puppy. You’re going to have to be trained."

I growled, "Which means lots and lots of practice."

She leaned in and whispered, "I’ll get you some knee pads."

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I’m sitting under the fucking table. She’s making me sit under the fucking table. Like a fucking dog! I’m scowling through the table at her, but of course, she can’t see me.

Luckily, there are only a few people sitting at the table with Ashley, because they didn’t take to well to being with me. Mac and Gaby are sitting with her though. She hasn’t been harassed or attacked or kicked off the squad yet, but no one is quite sure how to react. Although, people have already decided how to treat me. They’ve went from making fun of me to staring silently at me.