That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

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Chapter 32 EMERIEL

Master Caine had gone out to oversee the other slaves working the backyard, assigning Emeriel the task of unloading the new drinks that arrived that night. Thus, Emeriel found himself alone in the cellar, unpacking and arranging the beverages accordingly.

The door creaked open, and Master Boris entered.

Holy hell. Emeriel had avoided the slave master all evening. Unease filled Emeriel inwardly, as he greeted the slave master before resuming his duties. "Well, well, well, look who I finally have all to myself. Come here Emeriel"

Emeriel reluctantly rose at the command and approached Master Borisas the slave master locked the door behind them, his face inscrutable.

As Emeriel drew near, Master Boris grabbed him roughly and slammed him against the nearest wall, using his body to pin

him there.

Fear surged through Emeriel, and instinctively, he began to struggle.

But the slave master tightened his grip on Emeriel's waist, his hold so firm Emeriel knew it would leave a mark.

Emeriel cried out and fought harder.

"Stop that!" Master Boris barked, the yellow flecks in his eyes dilating, almost swallowing the gray. "You have been running from me, but you can't hide."

His beast was close to the surface. Emeriel stilled instantly, trembling.

"Let me tell you how it's going to be. You cooperate, and I will only take what I want without causing excessive pain. Oh, it will hurt, but if you're compliant, I might spare you torture. Do you understand me?" Master Boris's voice had deepened. Terrified, Emeriel vigorously nodded. "P-please, don't do this

The slave master completely ignored his plea, forcing Emeriel to kneel. Then unfastened his own breeches, pulling them down to his ankles.

free. Large, rigid, and erect, precum glistening at

did not want that repulsive thing anywhere near

defenseless; he knew he could hold his own against another human. But

Vladya. He will kill you-kill us both when he finds out, Emeriel stammered, glaring

large as those of the beast, but he was still a

used scent suppressors; he cannot smell me on you. So, he will not find out." Master Boris gripped

can make your time here as a

forced Emeriel's mouth toward his manhood, using his other hand

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dangerously close to throwing up, especially when that phallus hit the back

his throat.

sounds of breaking objects and male voices shouting

They are fighting again," Master Horis cursed, pulling

hissed at Emeriel before he turned and stormed off.

open, and Amie entered. 'Are you

please not call me

chagrined. "It's a habit,

not your fault, it's just... Emeriel shook

feel that anger too. After they hurt you, farce themselves upon you, you try to plead, but they laugh. Because you're a plaything, you're not

She understands.

understood brought tears to Emeriel's eyes. Impulsively, he pulled Amie into a hug, and the girl's

alright, Prin-Emeriel. It's alright. I understand more than you

his fear. Back in

was equally dreadful, it was somewhat better. There he could fight. He could defend himself. But here, he was as physically weak as his circumstances Struggling to quell the fear

He