|BERNICE POV|
I knelt naked on the cold marble floor, wrists cuffed behind my back, the collar around my neck locked tightly. I kept my gaze low as Master circled me, the slow, heavy steps of his boots echoing through the room.
He didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. The silence alone made my pulse race.
Master walked slowly to the drawer at the foot of the bed, opened it, and pulled out a small box where he kept some of the toys he used on me. He placed the small box on the table, and my stomach tightened in anticipation.
“Up,” he commanded.
I stood immediately.
He slowly walked up to me, unhooked the cuffs from behind my back, and lifted my arms above my head, locking them into the chains hanging from the ceiling. My chest arched, breasts exposed, skin bare and helpless, but I sta
