“Looks like a little discipline does wonders for your attitude. I guess we should do that more often, then.” Jason teased and stroked her bent head for a moment. Flash didn’t break position, but she<em>did</em>glare up at him as he put a hand under her chin to force her to look into his eyes. A quick smack to her cheek reminded her of her place. “I own you.” he went on matter-of-factly “But I couldn’t do all of this to you unless a small part of you<em>wanted</em>to be controlled, disciplined,<strong><em>owned</em></strong>. “And the evidence suggests…” He quickly ran a hand down her nude body and held it up in front of her face again, fingers glistening with the wet proof of her desire “…that it is a rather substantial part.”<br/><br/>Jason pulled a chair back for Flash like a true gentleman. He even freed her from the shackles so that she could eat. He had shut down all of her electronics except for basic sight and hearing when he had put her outside to make the wait all the more boring and onerous, but now he wanted to make her feel at ease, so he allowed traffic going in and out from her car so she could monitor her baby’s vitals.<br/><br/>“I am quite happy with the deal I struck, acquiring you. I needed a driver, but I got quite a bit more.” Jason said, fondled her, and poured a pair of glasses with real wine. “I don’t know if this will grow into a real partnership over time. I don’t even know if<em>either</em>of us wants it to. But for the moment, it seems like this if working out rather well for both of us.” He placed one glass in front of Flash and raised the other.<br/><br/>“To unequal partners.” He toasted, looking expectantly at Flash – and her simfeed.<br/><br/>The girl seemed to be a true submissive. Either by her nature or by whatever Barracuda had done to her. And, for whatever reasons, she seemed to prefer Jason over her previous owner. Still, Jason was still not perfectly certain of her loyalty. His line of work was dangerous. If the shit hit the fan, how far could he trust the naked woman sitting across the table from him?<br/>