Mind Under Master – Kylie Quinn – Confession -

"Then let’s begin," he said.

But what came out of her mouth was simpler. mind under master – kylie quinn – confession

The booth was red velvet and shadows. Kylie Quinn sat with her hands flat on the table, palms down, as if she were trying to keep the furniture from floating away. Across from her, the man called only "Master" leaned back, his fingers steepled, his face a mask of patience. "Then let’s begin," he said