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She came home from a long day's work exhausted, still wired from the stress, and in need of a punching bag. Gloves optional. The house was dark yet welcoming, its warmth soothing. Arriving home a few minutes earlier than usual, her ears picked up the barely audible click of the coffee maker's timer over the wind howling outside. It signaled the machine to turn itself on and warm up some water for her evening tea. A hot cup of chamomile was integral to beginning every evening. She put her purse down and stripped herself of coat, scarf, and gloves. In spite of a 10-hour, meeting-laced, stress-infused day, she still managed to look impeccable. Her white blouse was still crisp and wrinkle-free, the collar stiff as when it was freshly starched. Black slim-fitting dress pants rode down her long legs to a pair of black leather stilettos. Power calls for a matching wardrobe. As the creative director of a large advertising firm, she took a lot of beatings from clients who hadn't received what they expected and in return she gave a lot of beatings to those who worked under her. It all worked out. In a hang-herself-from-the-ceiling-fan-and-slit-her-wrists kind of way.

She needed to see her pet for comfort. A little bit of cuddling before a cup of tea would help her forget everything outside of her home. She headed for the basement door, grabbing a leash from the hook on the wall. It was a well-worn leather piece with a black hand loop studded with various jewels and four diamonds. It matched a collar of the same deep-brown leather as the leash, also studded with four diamonds. They ...

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