Master Broadus

Broadus was increasingly becoming more dominant over Elizabeth. Keeping her on collar and leash now, he regularly had her crawling around the office for the most minute chore.

"C'mere, bitch," he said dismissively. She crawled to him, and he put a cheap cigarette into her mouth, which she obediently smoked. "I think I'm more than your boss now." Elizabeth inhaled, taking a moment and exhaling.

"I'd be inclined to agree with that," she conceded.

"So from now on ... I'm Master Broadus."

"M-m-master?" She squeaked. He reached down, squeezing a large breast.

"Don't make me say it twice now, bitch."

"Yes Master."