<strong>Emma</strong><br/><br/>She heard his voice in the darkness. The sound filled the room of silence. It had been hours, days, weeks, she couldn't tell as time had no meaning in that room. Emma rolled on her back and heard the belt drop near her ear. She knew the sound, knew what he was there for. The clink followed by leather dropping, his belt, off, but she hadn't heard fabric flutter or wrinkle, pants were still on.<br/><br/>The greeting cold and stark, she didn't earn more that that. BITCH. That's what she was to him, nothing more than flesh for his use. She inhaled deeply as his fingers found her sex, he was there, close touching her. She could have sworn she heard his heart beat. That was if he did have a heart. Stifled moans came through her lips, she trying to stay quiet, permission not granted for sound or noises yet. Emma knew, knew there was punishment for a false move. So she laid there, quiet, as she let her new master manipulate her as he wished once more.