At dawn, I was finally brought back to my room by two guards. I was utterly exhausted. My chest was covered in scratches that I hoped would heal without leaving scars. Dark bruises marred my neck from her bites and the sucking. My c*ck was spent, and I felt like peeling my skin off to rid myself of the lingering sensations.
But survival demanded sacrifices, and I had to look at this as an opportunity. Maybe if I got closer to the mistress, made her… like me, it could work to my advantage. It could grant me the escape I so desperately needed. I just had to be patient.
As soon as I stepped inside, I collapsed onto the ground, too drained to even make it to the bed. I sat there for a while, trying to summon the strength to drag myself over and sleep, when suddenly the door beside me opened
