I watched her undress fully, until she stood bare before me. The claw marks on her skin stretched red and raw. Good.
“So many lessons to teach you about shame, pain, humiliation, and helplessness. But tonight, I will be giving you a lesson in humiliation,” I informed her calmly.
She wanted to cover herself, but could not. She was under my Will, and I did not command her to. Until I release her from compulsion, she will only do as I ask. Anything I ask.
And she knows it, and it terrifies her. Plain fear right there in her pleading eyes. There was no trace of her usual defiance and fight.
“Now, where is that sharp tongue?” I asked. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I turned to my sentinels. “Roland. Zeus. Do you like what you see?”
They both spoke in unison, “Yes, my Lord.” The stark desire in their eyes
