I don’t know how long I slept. It felt like forever. I sat up in bed and noticed that Damien or as I was now calling him “Master” was gone. I admit, it was a little odd calling someone Master, being owned by another physical being, but when I thought back to the love and the passion I felt last night, I really didn’t care.

I was still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes when Damien stepped through the door that had originally brought me here. He was wearing a pair of skin tight jeans but he was shirtless. His arms behind his back, as if hiding something from me.

“Good morning, my love.” he said giving me a peck on the cheek. A smile spread across my face.

“Good morning, Master.” I raised an eyebrow.

“What are you hiding behind your back?”

“Just a little something I had made for you. Close your eyes,” I covered my eyes with my hands.

“Ok, you can look now.” I uncovered my eyes and he was holding a beautiful black dress. It had a red rose trailing up one side. It had a very deep v-neck as well as being very short.

“Oh Master, it’s beautiful. I love it!” I squealed with delight. Damien smiled and handed it to me.

“Try it on.” I got up out of the bed, still feeling a little sore from last night. I pulled the dress over my head. It fit perfectly. But I was right, it was incredibly short. It ended just an inch or two below my pussy.

“Uhm Master, I think it’s a little short.” He raised his hand to my cheek.

“No my dear, it’s supposed to be that way. You look so beautiful in that.” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. Something about his touch just made me so nervous. But at the same time I could feel myself getting wet. His eyes seemed to glow brighter.

“You’ll also notice you’re not wearing a bra or panties. You are not to wear them while you are here. This will show the other demons that you are mine.” He brought his lips to mine and began probing his tongue into my mouth. I grew weak in the knees and he caught me as I started falling. He sat me down on the bed. I felt a few tears welling up in my eyes. I don’t know why. I just felt so exposed that I felt a little embarrassed.

“Hey, come on. Stop that.” He said gently. He knelt down to meet my eye level and used his thumb to brush away my tears. He sat down next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

“I’m sorry.” I wiped the rest of my tears away.

“I think I just miss my friends and family.” Damien sighed.

“There’s something I should tell you.