Y/N POV:

I laid still half asleep my eyes being softly opened by the harsh sunlight yet my tired and weak body still trying to cling to the peace of sleep I let my feet fall onto the ice cold floor of the villa I stepped slightly and my feet met the warm fuzz of the rug and i sore myself in the mirror hickis covering ever inch of my neck and some of the top of my chest, my hair a huge mess all out of place yet flattened at the back where I’ve been laying down I stood for a moment my eyes full of sleep till I felt arms around my waist and kisses all over my neck “come back to bed baby. NOW!” he orders

“why should I?” I ask

“because I’m your master, and your masters horny, so now” he growls biting my neck and pulling me back to the bed…

I Sat on the bed at home reading my book “baby girl I’m home” I heard from the door

“evening master” I giggle not removing my eyes from my book till it was ripped from my hands and his lips were on my neck “what is it, my master?” I ask innocently

“lay down and take your knickers off daddy’s home” …..

I stood in the shower slowly washing in the warm water before moving my head back to wash my hair I opened my eyes for a second and looked closely at the showerhead inside the head I sore a tiny reflection and a little blinking light it looked like… a camera I quickly got out and put my clothes on and I ran outside the bathroom “YOU BASTARD!” I yell into the room

“woah, what’s the matter baby girl?” he asks giving my head a kiss

“there’s a camera in the bathroom,“ I say very very angry

“okay yes there is but look I can explain,” he says

“forget it Thomas I’m out off here,” I say rushing towards the door

“you can’t leave I own you” he growls grabbing my neck re-attaching my chain

“not anymore” I scream running and breaking the chain around me and running out the door down into the dark, cold raining streets of London

TIMESKIP :

I sat under an overpass a newspaper around my hardly covered body my clothes torn and muddy as I shiver in the cold as many cars and people pass me by I shut my eyes trying to imagine I’m somewhere else “oh my god, thank god I found you” I heard a familiar voice say I opened my eyes to see Thomas kneeling by me looking upset, tired and worn out “I was so worried about you when you ran off, I haven’t stopped looking for you” he says trying to hug me but I push him away

“baby girl what’s the matter?” he asks “I’ve been worried sick about you why won’t you let me hug you,” he asks

“I’m still mad at you,”I say turning away

“oh babygirl please, I had them all instant when I first got you as a way of making a little money but I swear I stopped using them months ago,” he says trying to make me look at him

“that camera was on. Wait them? there was more than one?”I ask very angrily

“there were a few around the house, it was only because it was recording it for..me for when I’m away and I can’t call you” he explains

“well ok, I just would have liked to know what was going on, but you can just go home I’m not coming back with you” I answer

“why not?” he asks very worriedly

“it’s a lot of things Thomas” I reply turning completely away so he’s behind me

“please y/n, i will get rid of the camera’s, ill stop being so possessive, I’ll stop ordering sex we’ll only do it if you want too, I won’t force you to do anything, well stop all the master stuff ill just be your boyfriend or not even that if you don’t want to, I’ll give you your own key, we’ll do whatever you want, I’ll make sure I’m not away so much, please please y/n just come home” he begs hugging me tightly

“you’re just saying that because of how much you paid for me” I sigh

“no I’m not, I mean it, and I’m telling you, because I love you babygirl,” he says turning my head to him and I can’t help but smile “please just come home” he begs

TIMESKIP :

I laid in my bed reading my book till I felt the bed move “hey honey” Thomas said sitting beside me in bed giving my cheek a kiss

“hey” I smile back “your mum rang again while you were in the shower,” I tell him

“oh great, I don’t know why she keeps calling me, I don’t know. that’s all your decisions I don’t know” he sighs

“actually I told her my bridesmaids are dark blue and silver, as well as my dress being light blue so, she’s happy because her dress is yellow so she won’t worry” I explain

“oh thank god” he sighs in relief

“but now your dad’s complaining that he doesn’t know the full wine list and information on the floor, also he says if we don’t cough up the list from when we went gift looking he’s not buying anything,” I tell him with a laugh

“do we have it?” he asks

“nope we don’t we haven’t done it yet” I laugh