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He laughs. “You’re at a perfect height for it,” he comments.
At first, I don’t know what he means. Then I notice I’m right in front of his pelvis. My cheeks flush, and I avert my eyes.
Please, anything but that. Not today, at least, I pray to all the gods I can think of.
He tugs the rope. “Answer me.”
“Forgive me, master. This slave waits for your orders.”
“Good, good. Here, a crumb of bread as a reward,” he says as he throws me a small piece of bread from the plate on the bedside table.
Assuming he wants me to eat it, I pick it up from the floor and put it in my mouth. A knot forms in my throat as I swallow it.
He lets go of the rope. “Dance for me. Do some twirls or jumps.”
“Dance?”
He frowns. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I get up from my knees, looking around for any ideas. I don’t think I’ve ever danced in my life. I have an idea of what it’s like, but I’m not confident in this task.
Another tug to my neck. “Dance!”
Without a moment to lose, I just let my body take over and do whatever movements feel best. The jumps, the twirls, the swaying. I think what he’s most interested in is to see how well my body works to his use.
I lift my arms up and twirl around the room, ending the ‘dance’ with a jump right in front of him. He sneers.
“Very nice. Have a bit more bread,” he says, throwing me a small chunk of his loaf.
“What else should I do, master?”
He eyes me for a moment. “Get on your knees and beg for pleasure.”
Good gods.
I get on my knees and press my hands together while biting the inside of my cheek.
“P-Please, master… I… I need it.”
“Need what?”
“I need to… feel pleasure. I’ll die without it.”
“What a disgraceful sight. But for your hard work, I’ll give you the meal you see on the table. It’s better than the feed that’s been given to you.”
He gestures at slices of cut-up fruit. I’m not sure what it will taste like, but my stomach growls anyway. It’s more than the garbage we usually get.
He pulls me by the rope and stuffs the remaining bread in my mouth, forcing me to chew. It tastes revolting, but with just one bite, I feel my stomach full for the first time in as long as I can remember.
“Get on the bed and spread your knees apart,” he says, pushing me on the mattress.
With my legs shaking, I pull my legs apart, giving him a full view of my pussy. I can’t read his expression as he stares a hole into it. But out of nowhere, he lifts my thighs and presses them up against my sides.
“Like this. You should be open like this,” he says, splitting my hips open.
“M-Master, it hurts…”
He scoffs and lets me go. He shoves the other piece of fruit into my mouth, repeating the process as before.
