Master of Desire by Lacey Alexander (e ink manga reader txt) 📗
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Teesia awoke the next morning, amazed to open her eyes and see the two of them side by side in the viewing glass above the bed, the fur pulled to their waists. The sightof the rings on her nipples and the bejeweled cuffs still at her wrists were reminders that she remained his sex slave, but she thought she could be a very happy sex slave like this, in his bed, in his arms, unchained. After all, she’d already become content with theidea of her sensual enslavement, so mixing that with the freedom to sleep unbound and with him only made it all the sweeter.
Upon falling back asleep and awakening again some time later, she grew disheartened to find him gone from the bed—and the room. It had been too much to hope, she supposed, that he was going to stay with her, like a real husband to a realwife, and not leave her abandoned and alone.
She lay fretting over it, but trying not to, when the chamber’s door opened to admit him. He carried a tray of food, and what appeared to be apparel lay draped over one arm. “Help me, vixen,” he said, looking surprisingly merry, “before I drop something.”
She scurried naked from the bed to take the tray from his hands, amazed at hisdemeanor. She’d suspected—feared—that the softer nature she’d witnessed in him lastnight would fade with the morning, given that Shaena and Laene seemed to bring it out in him and they were no longer present. But when her foot snagged in the pile of golddisks discarded to the floor at some point during the night and she nearly tripped, shecaught herself and laughed—and looked up to find her husband chuckling along with her.
“Sit,” he said, motioning to a chair next to the small table where she lowered the tray. She obeyed, eager as ever to please him.
His usual wicked grin held an air of playfulness. “If I let you eat by your own hand this day, you will not forget who is your master, will you?”
“No, master, of course not.” And it was true. She liked being fed by him and felt a bit stunned that she was suddenly to feed herself.
“Not that I wouldn’t enjoy doing it myself, wanton, for I love to watch your mouth when it wraps around a spoon, or a slice of bread— or my cock,” he stopped to flash
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another brazen smile that warmed her pussy, “but I have business to attend to. After you eat, you may dress.” He pointed to the clothing he’d placed on the bed.
She couldn’t have been more surprised. “Dress?” She hadn’t been dressed since their wedding.
He nodded shortly. “I thought you might enjoy a walk outside, to see the grounds.”
Her heartbeat sped up, even if cautiously. Despite her devotion to him, getting out of this room sounded like a gift from Ares. “If you wish it, I do, too.”
“Keep the bracelets on, though,” he instructed.
She told him the truth she was just now admitting to herself. “I never want to take them off, for they allow me to somehow feel you against me even when you’re not there.”
His eyes lit with a dark fire. “Does the tail do that, as well, my wanton?”
“Yes. Very much.”
He smiled in earnest. “I should have put it back in before we slept last night, but Iforgot. And I would do it now, but it wouldn’t work beneath your skirt. Later, though, you shall get to wear it for me again.”
The fissure of her ass spasmed at the promise, and she realized how much she missed the fullness there.
“Ready yourself to go out and I shall be back soon.”
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When Shaena breezed into the chamber a little while later, you’d never have known that just the previous night the two women had kissed and touched and rubbed their breasts together. Dressed in a pale leather frock, the maid wore the same smile as always as she carried in items to decorate Teesia’s hair.
Teesia laughed, though, when she saw the sprigs of summer flowers in Shaena’s hand, saying, “Look at how simply I’m dressed.” She wore the clothes Ralen had brought to her, a short brown leather skirt and a thin fur vest of chestnut and cream that hugged her breasts and below. “No need for flowers in my hair.”
But Shaena only grinned. “There is always need for flowers, in my opinion. They
brighten everything around us.”
True enough, Teesia thought. In a world where most things were the dull brown of ground and gray of stone, color indeed turned the air more vibrant. She’d never taken for granted the fact that she was born into enough wealth to provide her with dyes for her silk gowns and even for some of her leather garments, as well.
She took a seat at the table where she and Ralen often ate, facing Shaena while the maid worked on her hair, smoothing it with a brush and twining some of the tiny yellow-gold flowers through her long, ebony locks. “Besides,” Shaena added, “your
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bracelets and ankle cuffs are certainly not simple, and the flowers rather match the
amber stone.”
It reminded her, once more, that Ralen was wealthy, too. Flowers and sunsets were among the only color that came freely in Caralon—in their world, most such vibranthues had to be bought. Shaena’s words also drew her thoughts back to the cuffsthemselves. She’d actually forgotten she was wearing them—they seemed like such a natural part of her now.
“You seemed well-pleasured last night,” Shaena said kindly.
At this point, Teesia had thought the maid wouldn’t mention the previous evening, but she didn’t mind. “Very much. And you were right, Shaena. I feared being Ralen’s slave, but turns out that now I relish it.” She tilted her head, thinking. “Although Icannot deny how thrilled I am that he is taking me from this room today. I’d begun to think I might never
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