“Do not dress. I need you to be naked and ready for me when I require to fuck you. You are my sex slave. You will do everything I say.”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I am yours to command.” His words made her more needy than Eliza thought possible. Sex slave. There to do his bidding but at the same time live out her ultimate fantasy. Any thoughts of the sheer immorality of the situation were of no consequence to Eliza. She wanted this. She needed this. It was her life. Her choice. After it was all over she could go home with a hot memory to live with.
Tobias was not gone long. He opened the door and stood and surveyed her lying naked on the bed. He looked pleased.
“Shut the door. People can see in.” Anyone who passed by would see her naked on the bed.
“No” He leaned against the doorjamb.
“I don’t want them to see me like this.” She was exposed and vulnerable. Eliza drew her legs up against her stomach.
“You’re beautiful and it would be a privilege for them.”
“You’re crazy.
