She fidgeted around uncomfortably not quite sure what was going on; I’d never been too forceful with her in the past, never exerted any type of dominance over her except in the most aesthetic of ways. Always in the back of my mind was the way I’d found my Katerina, my kitten, half starved and almost frozen to death. She was a long way from that girl now though, I’d seen to that. It would appear that I’d miscalculated a few steps along the way, in my leniency towards her I’d caused her to commit a very serious faux pas, something that could hardly be overlooked in the world I played in, the one I’d introduced her into. Sharks like that fuck Vladimir Solov were always testing the waters, unsavory characters that excelled at poaching on another man’s playing field; the thing is he and I both know that I’d kill him if he ever touched what’s mine. I had no doubt still that the fool would seek to test me farther by trying for her once more; you see her reaction in front of him had shown a breech between master and pet, it had in a sense undermined my authority something that I cannot let stand.
