Master tied Cherry’s hands together. A tear slipped from her eye and Master reached up and wiped it.
“Please, Master. I- won’t do it again,” Cherry tried to bargain.
“I fell for that once and I’m not falling for your tricks again, little girl.
“It’s not a trick!
“Quit lying!” Master growled, starling Cherry.
“You think if you behave I’m going to let you go. I’ve got news for you, Cherry. I have no intention of letting you go. You’ll be freed over my dead body. Do I make myself clear?
“Ye- yes,” Cherry stuttered.
“Good,” Master smirked and left the room, locking Cherry in behind him.
