The customer's movements against him ceased, though his own movements didn't. He had a goal, and would work until it was accomplished. His hand slid over her carefully, seeking for where he could give her pleasure, make her satisfied so the order would be filled. That was the only existence he had, serving others. He filled it protecting Selene, pleasuring Sebastian, helping Wayne with the horses. Everything was for others. He had no worth outside of that. Amy would be pleased to know that he had accepted his place so well. Maybe it would stop her from hurting him.
Hadley stared into Isa's blue eyes. His expression was gentle, but his eyes were empty. No words came in response to her question. There was no answer to give. He was just a tool to be used after all. A slight bit of pain could be seen, but that was it. Hadley leaned forward, kissing her gently. His lips remained pressed to her for a moment before pulling back. Licking his lips Hadley looked down, wondering if he was doing this right, or if he would be punished for being too forward. His ears were flat to his skull, submission in every part of him.
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