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    Part of her wished that she could live two alternate lives—one with Sir and one with the extraordinary man beside her.
    That night, Brie made sure to practice tying her sash ten times before undressing for bed. Tono nodded his approval, and then pulled a straw mat from the corner of the room. He rolled it out, then placed a pillow from the bed on the mat and handed her a folded blanket.
    “When I was a child I slept on the ground. It is where you will sleep now.”
    Brie was surprised, but bowed in thanks. “It is my honor, Tono.” She dutifully lay on the mat next to his bed, feeling a bit like a pet. But to her surprise, it was not a negative feeling. She curled up in the blanket and closed her eyes in contentment when the lights went out.

    She surveyed the room, impressed by the group of people attending. So many beautiful women dressed in colorful gowns, hiding behind decorated masks. She lightly touched the one covering her own eyes, elated to be wearing the color crimson. It marked her as his ; everyone knew the one to whom she belonged.
    Brie was asked to dance by a dashing young man wearing a mask of gold. She accepted his request and they began moving to the old-fashioned waltz. “You are divine,” he whispered in her ear.
    “Why, thank you,” she replied unashamedly as he twirled her.
    He handed her a note, and then left her on the dance floor alone. She opened the red envelope and read the words: Meet your Master in the library .
    Brie kissed it, then fairly skipped off the dance floor, thrilled by his summons. She sauntered down the large hallway and took a deep breath before opening the large wooden door of the library.
    The room was dark except for the crackling fire burning brightly on the opposite side of the room. The light of the flames glimmered off the covers of thousands of books lining the walls and silhouetted the high-backed chairs and the table positioned near the fireplace.
    Brie did not see anyone in the room, but shut the door quietly and headed towards the fire, intoxicated by the unknown.
    “Stop.”
    She held herself still, melting at the sound of his voice. Two figures appeared from the shadows—a man wearing a crimson mask, and another with a black mask that complemented his silver hair.
    “We are going to play a game, pet.”
    Brie’s heart skipped a beat. His games always proved challenging. “Yes, Master.”
    The gentleman in the dark mask sat down while her Master moved up behind Brie. His warm breath tickled her neck. “But first, I must undress you.”
    She felt his hands at the back of her neck as he unzipped her dress and let it pool at her feet. She had been instructed not to wear a bra or panties, so she stood naked except for her high heels before the two men.
    “She has lovely breasts,” she heard the stranger say.
    “That’s not all that is lovely about her,” her Master answered, slipping his hand between her legs. She felt his middle finger press into her pussy and she moaned softly.
    He growled in her ear. “The rules of the game are simple. He watches and directs. You do what he says.”
    Brie nodded in understanding, goosebumps covering her skin despite the warmth of the fireplace. What will be asked of me?
    “I want her bound to the table.”
    Brie looked at the table and noticed for the first time the glint of metal.
    “On your back. Put your wrists in the iron restraints,” her Master ordered.
    Brie had never been bound by hard metal before. She lay down on the table and placed her wrists in the metal cuffs. It positioned her so that her ass lay at the edge of the table. She had to lay her neck on a leather strap screwed into the wood.
    Her stomach jumped when her Master locked her first wrist into place. The restraint was unforgiving and hard. The helpless feeling the cold iron evoked was arousing. He locked the other—both were tight enough that she could only wiggle slightly. He moved to her legs next, locking them into place so that her