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You were like an insect. One that had gotten caught in the spider's beautifully crafted trap. You would serve the same purposes; amusement and food. The latter seemed to be awhile off since you had gotten caught six months ago. This was his web, you survived by following his rules. Simple enough. Right?
A throat being cleared was the only thing that made you look up from your book. Damn. Folding the novel you looked up to see the man adjusting his glasses. The novel was set on the nightstand beside the bed, _ met gold orbs. In three strides Claude was by your bedside, a gloved hand gently caressing your neck. "Have you missed me,_?" Do not speak unless spoken to.
"Yes, sir." Respect shall be shown at all times. The butler hummed in response, leaning over you reminding you just how small you were compared to his 6'3 form. His fingers trailed up your leg pulling the white knee high nightdress you wore higher. He stopped to open the night stand and retrieve three silken scarves. The demon turned your body with ease. Your wrists, below, and above your elbows were bound, making your chest stick out.
Claude placed his spectacles on the nightstand next to your book, removing his gloves as well. He ran his fingers through his pitch locks, studying you with his piercing golden gaze. The butler picked you up as he sat on the bed, placing you between his legs. Your feet were on the outside of his knees, making it to where your legs were as spread as he wanted with a simple adjustment of his. "That's better."
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