"I wasn't lying. I'm clearly not afraid of you." Anning said, letting out a small scoff as she pulled her gaze away from Wanqing.
Wanqing, on the other hand, couldn't help but chuckle softly under her breath. She had merely been teasing her dear slave, but seeing how flustered she was, only made her feel better.
She ran her tongue over her lower lip then said, "If you aren't afraid of me, then look me in the eyes for ten seconds."
Anning couldn't believe what she was hearing at that moment, she knew Wanqing was a bit...unhinged. But she had no idea it had gone this far.
Still, she was a slave and Wanqing was without a doubt her master. 'Fuck it', she thought, taking in a deep breath and turning her head towards Wanqing.
The second their eyes met, she immediately came to understand why looking away had been easier before and why looking now suddenly seemed like a punishment.
