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Losing your eye in an alley bar-fight will change you. And I don't just mean physically.

I thought my biggest hurdle was accepting that I look different. Turns out, my personal Everest is realizing that other people don't accept me.

Specifically, women.

I'm ready to throw in the towel on friend-of-a-friend dates and algorithmic dinners. Gonna pour myself into my gym, Paradise, and hire some new people. Keep myself focused on what I have, not what I don't.

Well, that was the plan.

Until she walked in wearing a sexy trenchcoat and heels, calling herself E, telling me to get to my knees.

Now I'm owned, I'm hers. Her sub, her pet.

Her Stray.

The problem is, I won't survive if she doesn't keep me.