~~Warning: Adult content~~
On Sundays, I share tidbits of my works in progress as part of Weekend Warrior’s 8-Sentence Sunday.
For today's snippet, we rejoin my work in progress, Bound to Her Master. Last time, Lord Stepanyan was enjoying the commotion caused at the slave games by his decision not to remove the disguising cloak from his new sex slave. Now, we join the slave's viewpoint while Stepanyan chats with a noble visiting the high seat's private arena box. Oh, and since the rules for snippets allow for up to 10 sentences, I'm posting a couple more than my usual 8.
Although Ti-Hana couldn’t see Shaz-Nai in her current pose, she remembered his name from the Master’s Walk. He’d been the bald man dressed in shiny black rubber, an effect that made him resemble a wet seal. She stifled a giggle and almost shamed herself by choking on Lord Stepanyan’s cock.
“If I may ask,” Shaz-Nai was saying, “how much longer will you be hiding away this red-haired curiosity of yours, Lord Stepanyan? Speculation on your joo-hai’na’s merits has been the talk of the games. There is as much betting going on over when you will reveal her as there has been for the actual games.”
Stepanyan gave a hearty, engaging laugh that caught her off guard, and her heart gave a little flip at the sound. Her Master rarely laughed, and never with such abandon. The sound gave him an approachable, almost boyish appeal that made her want to give him a squeeze.
“I am pleased to hear my rather uncustomary approach is paying off,” he said.
So, what do you think?
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