Chapter 4

“My, my, you are just all sorts of rebellious tonight. Damn good thing we’re taking a trip. You need some retraining.”

The mention of a trip combined with the word retraining had Ian’s heart pounding a little faster. He could only guess—hope—his Master was implying what Ian thought he was. Another shudder rippled through Ian and he made no effort to contain it.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Taren said. He opened the bag and took out a lovely new cock cage with a sounding bar and prostate stimulator. “What I think you’ll like about this is what’s inside the rings.”