Chapter Fifteen
Lady Charlotte found the dungeon a surprisingly pleasurable atmosphere, considering all the horror and pleasure she’d experienced there during her training. She gazed now on the cowering young virgin huddled on the floor and smiled to herself knowing what terror faced her. Charlotte envied her. As horrible as her first months had been in Ilusia, those hours at the mercy of the ruthless Caius were her first moments of s****l ecstasy. She’d received the most amazing physical gifts. And then the wedding, that fine, fine feast of debauchery and perversion. It could not be surpassed. There she first made love to Sir Tristan. As Charlotte settled on the imaged of the man, her body burned with lust again. She tried to push the memory away, but it was just too powerful to cast awa
