Perfect Seasoning — Stephanie Burke

I was afraid when my master came for me. I was scared when he started to play with his favorite toys.

But my master is different. And if I suffer for him, if I surrender to his dominance, if I give myself over to his ecstasy, then I will be the perfect seasoning for this hunger that consumes us.

Publisher's Warning: Contains subject matter some readers may find offensive. (Tentacles)