She washed everything best she could from hair to toes. The hot water was stingning her skin where the bruises were but she still wanted the hot wate... running over her. Once she was cleaned up she brushed her teeth then towel dried her hair before brushing it it out. She then settled herself on the queen sized bed and put the TV on. She found a movie about a some kiddie dance group then fell asleep watching it.When she woke up she saw him lying in bed next to her. She saw the movie wasn't. "That bad," I said. "What is it about those two? I mean, you told me Allison had warned you about a sort of ... psychic backlash, I think you called it, but even you thought she was exaggerating." It's Charlotte, ' he said, shaking his head ruefully, "and apparently not. Does stretching help?" Hmmpf," I scoffed, "took me twenty minutes before I could stand up straight enough to reach the coffee pot." So I should crawl to the bathroom?"He rolled toward the far edge of the bed and then froze as. .." "Please what?" "P... Please... D... Do it for me..." "You can do it." "I c... can't." He stepped in closely, reaching behind me and drawing down the zipper. I tried to help him out, to ease the skirt over my hips but it fell from my trembling grasp into a pool of white cotton around my feet. Johan held my hand and I stepped out of them. "Run your fingers through your hair. Arch your back." I did and it felt wonderful. "You are so beautiful." "You know," I whispered. "I feel. “Close your eyes.” I closed my eyes and felt something click behind me. Something heavy hit against my neck. He had clipped something around my neck. It was soft, but heavy. “Open your eyes. You have the job. I will send someone to collect your things within the hour.” “Thank you, Master.” I felt so relieved. This was it, my way out of debt. “You must never take that collar off. It is locked anyways, so don’t even try.” A collar? What the hell was this man getting to? I squelched the thought, I.