Seline
The next few days whizzed by in a blur. The night-time training with Ferrara grew more intense as the days progressed as he took me through every whim of pleasure there ever was. I hated to admit it but I was getting better at a good sub, and I reveled in his attention. Day in, day out, I found new reasons to fall in love with him. To grow dependent on him. Even if a love story between us was not possible, he'd forever raised the standards of how I wanted my mate to be to an impossibly high degree.
“You've been such a good pet, Seline. A marvelous angel. Brave girl...”
Perhaps it was what he told me about Angel, how much we had so much in common, how much resemblance I bore to her, that caused my feelings for him to explode. I'd begun to crave his touch, to crave his praises and
