She sighed he was right. Sasha would send her packing. She looked down. "I can't say no anymore. You've taken my consent away from me. Back on Earth I'd happily sleep with you on my terms but now it's on your terms. I have to." A tear rolled down her cheek. "It's not something one can easily let go of."<br/><br/>Finally she crawled under the furs feeling the cold set in. She tucked her knees in close to her chest as she laid close to him. "It's not the same. This collar means so much, it takes away my rights. What do i get from it? A life as a pleasure slave sounds like it's all about the master. What about the person in the collar. Are they merely a possession such as your bed roll?"<br/><br/>That was her conflict. Was she even considered human anymore. Sure he was pleasant and kind. Soft even as he had saved Sasha. But she didn't get it she was stuck, almost like she was married to a stranger. As she leaned back into him needing his warmth she sighed.<br/><br/>"I suppose I'm just having trouble with this whole thing. It's a lot to process. I went from being a respected journalist, winning awards. To a slave in the blink of an eye, literally. Don't get me wrong I appreciate your kindness. You aren't a bad person. But I don't know you. Not that would have stopped me on Earth after a few shots of tequila" she chuckled. "But it's different. I don't know if I'm allowed to say no. Can I say no? Is no even a word that exists in this world for me?"<br/><br/>They all had duties, she got that. His was his choice, a noble one at that, she could see he was passionate about it as she relaxed slightly her body conforming to the way his laid, her hair tucked out of the way. "In a way I guess I feel like Sasha did when she was in that cage." She looked longingly at the wall. "Daniel I don't know a damn thing about anything. You've shown me kindness and I know I've been difficult. It's difficult. I miss Earth. I wonder if I'm truly missed. I get the irony. I was a slave to my work. I had no time for relationships. No desire to have one, didn't have time for it there was always something that had to be written. Something that needed to be finished. I wasn't free there either. Maybe less so who knows. I don't have to worry about making rent. I don't have to worry about deadlines the same way. But I'm still yours. And one day you'll take me." She paused. "It probably will be enjoyable but it's that no thing. I want to...need to have that one thing to be able to say no" she hadn't realized tears had fallen as she spoke. Her voice never cracked but showed loneliness.