Master to Slave by Carolyn Faulkner – Chapter Three

Chapter Three Vellia came awake slowly in his arms, aware, first, of the way her blood pulsed painfully through what was left of her butt but, secondly, of the fact that she was in his arms and surrounded by water. Mazon expected her to be surprised and perhaps angry, but he didn’t expect her to […]

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