She nibbled her lip as he walked away. She wasn't actually lying, she was just nervous about saying anything to him that wasn't 'Yes Master' or 'No Master'. She took a deep breath and turned to look in the mirror, inspecting her neck. He was right; the bite marks had nearly completely gone.
Brooke slipped out of her jeans, putting them in the laundry basket, before padding back out into the bedroom in her underwear to start getting dressed.