Sasha's Pet

It has been two weeks since Sasha took control of Danny's body in the upstairs room of a party, and it seems that she might have left a little extra programming for him to remember her by. He desperately needs to get her to remove it -- but when she realises he hasn't changed his womanising ways, she concludes that another lesson might be in order...

EXTRACT:

‘Listen to me,’ I said through gritted teeth. ‘Whatever you did to me in that bedroom, you’re going to undo it. Right now.’

‘Ask nicely, my darling. Didn’t your mother teach you manners?’

‘Now, Sasha. I mean it.’

She stood up then, walking towards me. Within seconds, she was standing in front of me, leaning down to where I was seated in order to match me face to face. Her eyes were cool and impassive, but there was a confidence to her that burned into me – the confidence of a woman in control.

‘Or what?’ she said. I didn’t know how to reply. I didn’t have to. Instead, she leaned forward, putting her head right next to my own.

‘Freeze,’ she whispered softly in my ear.