She could hear him panting slightly as he came closer and closer to his orgasm. The week had been a difficult one, and she still wasn’t sure how she felt about him other than knowing she depended on him now. “I’m not going anywhere now, puppy. Patrick watched her intently and with focus, trying to ignore the raging erection pressing up against his jeans while he made the effort to memorise the movements she was making in order to achieve her orgasm. On the fourth day, Violet woke early in the morning, still covered in her own urine from the night before. That’s okay, puppy – these things happen. She was trying to seduce him, without really seeming to care whether it would work or not.Watch me, I dare you is what she was really saying. Violet hadn’t spoken at all on the second day – perhaps she thought that would be the key to her release. Where are my things? It was no longer gentle and calm; it had an amused and arrogant edge to it
