Twenty six.

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EVA--

I indulged in the warmth of the hot steaming water that ran down my sensitive skin. Running my fingers down my ribs and towards my thigh, I barely had any bruise left from the beating I had took during my escape. I was happy to feel fresh again, to feel normal, if I even knew what normal was anymore. I placed my fingers in between my thighs, the very place Masters manhood had been, he'd rubbed against me, he'd came right there. My breath got stuck in my throat as my mind wandered to the many feelings I felt as he touched me. I let the steam fog up my vision and wrap around my body, envisioning his arms, his touch. He never failed to turn my body against me, I didn't know if I hated him for that or envied his work. I turned the shower off and stepped outside, the cold immediately reaching for me as the hot water no longer kept me shielded. Wrapping a towel around my body I sensed his presence, like always, I knew when he was close to me. My eyes fell to the floor once the door of the ensuite bathroom opened, I focused on a spot on the ground, my nerves radiating off of me as I felt his intense gaze lingering above every inch of my body. I felt as though I could melt under his greedy eyes and I'm not sure if that was a good thing.

'Drop the towel.' He ordered, his voice low and infectious to my needy soul. I let the towel loose, it fell from my skin and piled around my feet. My breath came in heavy and clogged as I kept my gaze onto the grey carpet beneath us.
'Good girl.' He praised me, I always felt a tinge of excitement at his approval, I felt pleased with myself for I had learned to love the way he called me a 'good girl'. He took slow steady steps towards me, his body large and at attention as he circled my small one. I twitched at his touch against my skin, he was behind me, his chest almost touching my back. He ran his fingers down my arms then lifted my arms up, I was aching to breathe him in, to turn around and take in everything that was Kaleb. My chest beat frustratingly as he wrapped something around my torso and then fiddled with the laces behind it. I looked down to see it was a corset, a black lace corset. I gazed at the beauty of it as it wrapped tight around me, he pulled at the lace, making it hard for me to breathe. When that was done, he crouched down behind me holding out a pair of lace thong, I lifted my feet and slipped into it, my chest was racing into the corset that held my heart in place as he slid the thong up my legs, goosebumps settled upon my tender skin, I felt fragile under his spell. When he was done, he pushed aside my wet hair over my shoulder and brought his lips to my neck, tracing kisses towards my ear. 'I need you to be on your best behaviour today, pet' he spoke into my ear, his fingers sliding down my arms, tracing it towards my stomach and over the thong he'd placed on me. He cupped in between my thighs in his hand and squeezed, I gasped at his sudden touch. 'Don't let me down, pet.' He removed his hand and stood back. I closed my eyes and anticipation his next move or next words, my body growing hot for his presence was driving me insane.

I followed him carefully down the large stairs and into the luxurious living room, I panicked at the sound of many people. He never told me there were going to be so many people here. My eyes lifted off the ground and discreetly scanned the area, beautiful chandeliers lit the room, gold velvet sofas and chairs scattered across the spacious floor. Men and women happily chatted to each other with drinks in hand, I noticed the slaves that were sitting at their Masters feet. They were all very pretty young girls. I couldn't help but pity them. A tug on my leash brought me back to life as Kaleb waited for me to put my feet to use again, I quickly rushed after him, he took a seat on a sofa near the wall, my eyes studied the other slaves, if they were sitting on the floor that meant I had to do the same, I knelt down beside my masters legs. My heart was pounding, I wasn't sure what was happening, everyone seemed so normal about this all. As if having a human slave was the norm. My tension eased down with the touch of Masters hands on my head as he pet me. I leaned into his touch then turned my head to look at him, his eyes were on me but his conversation was with the man who had just sat next to him. Viktor. I found myself looking at the man, something about him really threw me off. He was handsome, brown tousled hair, dark eyes and a clean shaven face, a dark grey suit that covered his masculine body yet he wasn't sinking in well. Something about his aura made me feel very aware of him. His eyes found mine and I shunned myself for being caught staring, he lifted one eyebrow and opened his mouth to speak. 'How do you feel after that very pleasant, let's say.. incident the other night? I could hear the sarcasm in his tone of voice. I frowned and looked away from him. He chuckled to himself turning his attention back to Kaleb who now felt tense against me. I knew Viktors comment put him at unease so I leaned into his leg and rested my head on his knee earning me another stroke to my hair. The hours went by slowly, it felt like forever since I'd been sat in the same spot. A very beautiful woman was on the stage that had been set out, she wore white thongs and nothing else as she bent over on the table. Her long red hair covered her face, her moan came out strong as the man whipped her bottom. I watched the man in shock, Maxence. The man that seemed so sweet and genuine, he was ripping into her skin with a whip in his hand while the crowed clapped and cheered. My attention got drawn to my master as he took my hand and placed it on his crotch, I could feel him growing beneath my touch. He pressed down on my hand, I wrapped my fingers around his length over his jeans. I noticed he was the only one wearing jeans and a t shirt while everybody else was in formal clothing yet still, he stood out, he was truly a beautiful creature. I rubbed against his length, my eyes finding his. 'She seems to like you just fine, it's me she's not so fond of.' Viktor laughed, Kaleb turned his attention towards him as they began on a new topic to speak about. I focused my attention to pleasing my master as I rubbed against him again and again. He leaned down and groaned into my ear. 'If you keep that up I'm going to have to take you right here' he whispered into my ear. My body shook with his words. He did things to my insides that I didn't know were possible. 'Then take me, take me master' I kept my eyes locked forwards, my hand still stroking him. 'You don't want that, pet.' He said as he leaned back again. I let out the breath that I didn't know I was holding and squeezed my thighs against each other. I was melting and he had barely did anything.

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