Chapter 125

“How do you know what he saw?” I asked. “There could be something there.”

“We have a bond, Ciara,” Master Christof said. “Damien and Bane saw nothing there. Were you just trying to distract us?”

“No,” I huffed, “I really saw something, Master Christof.”

“No tracks,” Master Bane said, “nothing there, the slave was only trying to draw our attention away.”

I argued with them all the way back to the cabin that I wasn’t trying to distract them. I only stopped talking about it because they offered me a drink. I took the water and then they each took some.

“There are better ways to turn our attention, Ciara,” Master Kein told me.

“I wasn’t trying to turn your attention from anything, Master Kein,” I argued as they stripped me out of my brown cover and soft foot covers.

“This for instance is a good way,” Master Kein continued to insist as he pulled at my nipples.

I tried to step toward him to take the strain off them. Master Bane stopped me by