No cover or title for this Sci-Fi (more of an alternative reality) work in progress, but it’s creeping closer to completion. Ursa, my rebellious heroine, has been given to Xane to work as his servant. By law she must wear a collar.
Xane rested on the edge of the desk and fished out the collar from his pocket.
“Now, Ursa. This is non-negotiable. You will wear your ID collar.” He held it out.
Ursa sensed all of her muscles turn rigid with anger. “I will not wear that damn thing.” She stuck out her chin and waited.
“Last chance.” He straightened up, making full use of his height.
Xane walked around his desk and picked up his chair, bringing to the middle of the room. He left it there and leaned on the back of it. “I take you over my knee and spank you.”
Outrage grew like a storm inside her head, a swirling mass of inflamed emotions brought on by the humiliation of his demand. “I hardly call those two options fair. I demand a third choice, one that is amenable to me.” She had to hold her ground.
He sat on the chair, smoothing out the wrinkles in his dark pants with the palm of his hand. “I believe the first option—wearing the collar—is the amenable one….
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