Jenn knew that she was less than any animal but to hear it so callously spoken to her Master was almost too much to bare. Mir must know it by now surely?
She could have sworn the room got colder as her Master left and much as she wanted to follow him, she did not. This was her punishment, this was her freedom.
A gasp parted her lips as Carrick pulled her hair back, at first because of the sensation of pain and pleasure from being controlled but then it extended as she finally saw the face of the stranger. There was no question now that he was a vampire and an extremely attractive one at that. It wasn't just the aesthetics of his face that she found attractive though, it was the cold, cruel and carnal air to him as well.
A shiver ran down her spine as she looked into his eyes, both from an instinctual fear and from a deeper desire that came from her soul it seemed. At his questioning her mind tried to work out the correct answer.
But looking into his eyes she knew exactly what the answer was, he wanted the truth from her. This was not a man she would have to second guess, what he wanted from her was exactly what he would order. There would be no ‘more’ as Mir wanted from her. She didn’t have to think, she just had to hear and obey and because of this, despite her predicament Jenn felt happier than she had for weeks.
“No, Sir. I don’t know” she replied quietly and respectfully. There was no guessing or worrying or assuming, just submitting and obeying.