Chapter 63 Bdsm 12

• Diana's POV - Johnson went to the dungeon at night with his slave girl. We curled up on the dungeon bed. Johnson's slave had painted her nails red, she had asked permission, and Johnson kept getting this slick, adoring look while his slave asked for little things like that.
• Johnson's slave was painting her nails while there was a knock at the door. She stared at the door with me and lifted her nail polish. She would rather mutilate herself than deface the red color her master so prized.
• "He's knocking on the door," Johnson whispered to me.