"Get the hell off of me!" The teen yells trying to jerk his arms out of that tight grip. "No, I've never been told that. I'm NOT owned by anyone damn you. I'm not some slave who has a Master." He snaps, although at the mention of cuffs and the whip, he tries to jerk away more. "LET GO!"
"Yes, sir." Jim says moving into their bedroom and grabbing the cuffs and the whip, giving a slight shiver before moving back into the other room. "Here you go, sir."
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Date: 2010-07-18 02:00 am (UTC)"Yes, sir." Jim says moving into their bedroom and grabbing the cuffs and the whip, giving a slight shiver before moving back into the other room. "Here you go, sir."