***trigger warning chapter contains humiliation and SA*** Amelia I have no solid idea how long has passed, the days are blurring into each other, every one the same, chained to my so called husband, dragged around behind him like his pet day in day out by my collar. My guess would be a few weeks have gone by as my belly has gotten rounder and you can tell I’m pregnant now. It’s even more obvious as that prick denies me the dignity of wearing clothes, he parades me around with him naked. Generally I could give a f**k about the letchy looks from the assholes on his court but when their eyes settle on my belly it makes my blood crawl. I’m relegated to sitting on a cushion by his feet, no better than a dog. He rations my blood only giving me five drops a day just enough to stave off sta

