Sophie’s pov

“Excuse me?” I asked,

I wasn’t sure I heard him right. I was sure I heard him say strip.

“Strip.” He repeated it.

I waited for him to start laughing, telling me it was a joke, but he stood unamused.

“You want me to strip?” I asked, to be sure I heard right.

“You want to be my submissive, don’t you?” he asked,

I nodded my head slowly. It was just a question, but why did it feel like I was selling my soul to the devil?

“You must do as I say, no question asked.”

I gulped, “Can you do that, Sophie?” he asked,

Yep, I was...