The steam from the hot bowl rolls out like a dancing lady, twisting her hips from side to side.
I hissed as the cloth made contact with my skin. It was very hot.
“I’m sorry your highness,” Amelia said. I slowly nodded. She dabbed the cloth around my neck quickly. When I looked at the water, I sighed. It’s all bloody. Not as thick as blood but clearly red.
My eyes scanned the room. My nightgown is lying on the floor. My panties are thrown on the bed. There’s also blood on the bed. A proof of my innocence. Finally, the deed had been done. As a breeder, I stayed up nights filled with horror. Nights my master would talk of defiling me, but they never did. Lilith was quite the opposite. She fantasized about how beautiful that night would be. She said she knew it would be a sweet and memorab
