She paced around Seke’s chamber, but the movement of the tail in her a*s and the rubbing of her c**t between her legs only made her agitation grow.
After a stretch, an elderly servant entered, averting his eyes as he delivered a tray of food for her. Not hungry, she let it sit.
Hours passed. She changed her mind a dozen times about how to greet Seke when he returned. Sometimes she planned to lash out at him in anger for leaving her alone so long with nothing to do. Other times, she thought it would be best to appear as subservient as possible to prove her training complete so he might allow her to see Lamira again and roam about the palatial pod.
There was still the matter of her punishment on behalf of the prince. Seke had alluded to it, saying it had not yet begun. Was it more than th
