The sound of deep breathing gently brought his thoughts back to reality. The longing that had been smoldering deep in his stomach was now moving heavily down his crotch, squeezing his manhood painfully. He ran his fingertips along the girl’s shoulder while moving to her left side. He wanted to see her better. Her pink lips parted slightly, her breath gently escaping them. Caleb wanted to do nothing more than remove her blindfold, look into those bewildered eyes, and kiss her until she melted beneath him—but they were far from there. Like a falcon, she needs to be in the dark to understand who her Master is. She will have to learn to trust him, rely on him, anticipate what he wants from her. And like any skilled Master, he would reward her obedience. He will be extremely tough, but at the same time will be as fair as possible. He did not arbitrarily choose his revenge tool. He had chosen a very beautiful servant. And what is a submissive if not adaptive – if not a survivor?