~~Warning: Adult content~~
On Sundays, I share tidbits of my works in progress as part of Weekend Warrior’s 8-Sentence Sunday. This week, I continue with my latest project, a bondage fantasy titled Bound to Her Master.
Last week, Ti-Hana was finally revealed to eager crowds during intermission at the slave games. We move right along with that scene, where she is just beginning to understand how sought after she truly is.
She heard the appreciative groans and leers in response to her seductively stroking her abdomen, but her attention sharpened to the god seated behind her. She was aware of Lord Stepanyan’s presence, mindful that his eyes were on her, watching every move, judging every expression. Was her Master pleased with her self-assessment? Or did he think her too proud, too vain while in the spotlight?
Her gaze flicked to one side of her view screen doppelganger, and she saw his image there. Her eyes found his by accident, and while it was only a projected image of those eyes, she averted hers right away. Too late, however, to prevent the spike in her pulse and the stab of not-unpleasant shock through her middle.
Her big moment slid away when the Jumbotron cut to a still image of slaves competing in the arena. So, she’d done it--she'd stood before the masses and managed not to faint. All that remained was to hope her Master deemed the performance worthy of the careful anticipation he had carefully constructed.
So, what do you think?
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I'm J. Rose Allister, wife, working mom, and the author of over twenty-five books. Somewhere in between one and the next, I love hanging out here on my blog and over on Twitter. Give me a comment or follow-I love chatting with people!